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 Qatar and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the snare 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 the Association to the rock 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 Accadde A. All the underground hits.
All Scion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quadrant record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a UT record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Slits,
Blossom Toes,
Lakeside,
The Human League,
Colin Newman,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Black Bananas,
Symarip,
Desert Stars,
Aloha Tigers,
Scion,
Cameo,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Cybotron,
Idris Muhammad,
Smog,
Kayak,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Kinks,
Scott Walker,
Eric Dolphy,
Dawn Penn,
The Fortunes,
Bad Manners,
Sandy B,
H. Thieme,
Pagans,
Ludus,
AZ,
Isaac Hayes,
The Gladiators,
Deakin,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Rhythm & Sound,
Crispy Ambulance,
Buzzcocks,
B.T. Express,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Unwound,
Sexual Harrassment,
Sound Behaviour,
Au Pairs,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
kango's stein massive,
Alice Coltrane,
Minny Pops,
Junior Murvin,
Matthew Halsall,
Pharoah Sanders,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Aural Exciters,
The Motions,
Glambeats Corp.,
Gregory Isaacs,
Yellowson,
The Offenders,
Moss Icon,
Television,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Electric Light Orchestra,
F. McDonald,
Suburban Knight,
Nation of Ulysses,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud.
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.