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 Australia and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Adolescents to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Tres Demented. All the underground hits.
All Agent Orange tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Flamin' Groovies record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dawn Penn record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ornette Coleman,
The Pop Group,
Danielle Patucci,
Johnny Clarke,
Trumans Water,
Qualms,
Black Sheep,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
R.M.O.,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
World's Most,
Leonard Cohen,
Marcia Griffiths,
Electric Prunes,
Steve Hackett,
Crispian St. Peters,
Camouflage,
Lucky Dragons,
Darondo,
The Kinks,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Freddie Wadling,
Radiopuhelimet,
Todd Rundgren,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Fad Gadget,
The Misunderstood,
Rod Modell,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Scott Walker,
The Index,
Monolake,
Delta 5,
Soft Cell,
Robert Görl,
Throbbing Gristle,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
London Community Gospel Choir,
UT,
Chrome,
Arab on Radar,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Archie Shepp,
Bluetip,
Von Mondo,
Moebius,
Section 25,
Accadde A,
Fatback Band,
Faraquet,
E-Dancer,
Roxy Music,
Carl Craig,
Eric B and Rakim,
Man Eating Sloth,
Joey Negro,
Aloha Tigers,
Soft Machine,
U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple.
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.