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 Panama and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
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 Grey Daturas to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Black Bananas. All the underground hits.
All Lakeside tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Major Organ And The Adding Machine 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lalo Schifrin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Moby Grape,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Sonic Youth,
Faust,
Big Daddy Kane,
Warren Ellis,
K-Klass,
Scratch Acid,
James White and The Blacks,
Deepchord,
Kaleidoscope,
Gichy Dan,
The Durutti Column,
Nas,
Joey Negro,
Harmonia,
AZ,
Pantytec,
The Mummies,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Albert Ayler,
The Buckinghams,
Joe Finger,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Davy DMX,
Excepter,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Technova,
Joy Division,
kango's stein massive,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Soft Machine,
Dark Day,
Black Bananas,
Magma,
John Coltrane,
Oblivians,
Sound Behaviour,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Kerrie Biddell,
Tomorrow,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Zero Boys,
The Invisible,
Animal Collective,
Matthew Halsall,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Half Japanese,
Accadde A,
The Misunderstood,
The Gories,
the Human League,
Wasted Youth,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Fuzztones,
The Golliwogs,
cv313,
Suicide,
Gang Green,
Lower 48,
Pere Ubu,
Pulsallama,
Arcadia, Arcadia, Arcadia, Arcadia.
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.