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 Uganda and from Bremen.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Joensuu 1685 to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 David Bowie. All the underground hits.
All Motorama tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kas Product record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Birthday Party record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sonny Sharrock,
Marmalade,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Theoretical Girls,
Con Funk Shun,
Ituana,
Rapeman,
Al Stewart,
Fatback Band,
Bobby Byrd,
Bronski Beat,
Todd Terry,
Albert Ayler,
Section 25,
The Move,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Main Source,
Sister Nancy,
The Tremeloes,
Michelle Simonal,
Young Marble Giants,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
China Crisis,
Whodini,
Television,
Eurythmics,
Soul Sonic Force,
Kurtis Blow,
Leonard Cohen,
Matthew Halsall,
Desert Stars,
Masters at Work,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Girls At Our Best!,
Marvin Gaye,
Boz Scaggs,
Pierre Henry,
Japan,
Ornette Coleman,
Trumans Water,
The Angels of Light,
Grauzone,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
June of 44,
Mission of Burma,
Pet Shop Boys,
Thee Headcoats,
Piero Umiliani,
the Fania All-Stars,
Graham Central Station,
Rites of Spring,
Sun Ra,
the Swans,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Soft Machine,
Little Man,
Boredoms,
Alton Ellis,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Lyres,
Glenn Branca,
The Blues Magoos, The Blues Magoos, The Blues Magoos, The Blues Magoos.
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.