Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Dominica and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Eric Dolphy to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by The Real Kids. All the underground hits.
All CMW tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Heavy D & The Boyz record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a One Last Wish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aaron Thompson,
Loose Ends,
Aloha Tigers,
Unwound,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Buzzcocks,
Robert Hood,
Saccharine Trust,
Spoonie Gee,
The Fortunes,
Gang of Four,
Livin' Joy,
The Seeds,
Quantec,
Thompson Twins,
The Raincoats,
Bad Manners,
Aural Exciters,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Moss Icon,
Albert Ayler,
Echospace,
Lalann,
Eric B and Rakim,
Scratch Acid,
Kas Product,
Glenn Branca,
Agitation Free,
Skarface,
Monolake,
The Sonics,
Alton Ellis,
Mantronix,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Neu!,
The Neon Judgement,
Faraquet,
Zero Boys,
The American Breed,
Heaven 17,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Clear Light,
DJ Sneak,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Los Fastidios,
Soul Sonic Force,
Groovy Waters,
Rhythm & Sound,
Drive Like Jehu,
Bauhaus,
Lower 48,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Roxy Music,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Unrelated Segments,
Avey Tare,
Pantytec, Pantytec, Pantytec, Pantytec.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.