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 Bolivia and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 arpeggiator 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 Evens to the disco kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Slackers. All the underground hits.
All The Victims tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kurtis Blow record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Mummies record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yaz,
Slick Rick,
Quantec,
Donald Byrd,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
DJ Sneak,
Television Personalities,
Cal Tjader,
Pharoah Sanders,
Tom Boy,
The Toasters,
Jesper Dahlback,
Royal Trux,
Agent Orange,
Gang Gang Dance,
Peter and Kerry,
In Retrospect,
Electric Prunes,
DJ Style,
Ludus,
Prince Buster,
Joy Division,
Tim Buckley,
Boz Scaggs,
Negative Approach,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Banda Bassotti,
Skaos,
Soul Sonic Force,
Eden Ahbez,
Franke,
Monks,
Q65,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Masters at Work,
Adolescents,
Intrusion,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Peter & Gordon,
Ronnie Foster,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Amon Düül II,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Silicon Teens,
Gang Green,
Scientists,
Letta Mbulu,
The Residents,
Au Pairs,
Ultravox,
The Divine Comedy,
Swans,
Toni Rubio,
MC5,
Pantytec,
Bootsy Collins,
Mars,
Gichy Dan,
Slave,
Robert Wyatt,
Organ,
Unwound,
Roy Ayers, Roy Ayers, Roy Ayers, Roy Ayers.
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.