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 Guinea-Bissau and from Stockholm.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 oboe 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 MC5 to the techno kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Reuben Wilson. All the underground hits.
All Grey Daturas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Inner City 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Thompson Twins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fluxion,
Arcadia,
The Residents,
Anakelly,
Max Romeo,
Nik Kershaw,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Hasil Adkins,
Groovy Waters,
The United States of America,
Iggy Pop,
Harry Pussy,
Thompson Twins,
EPMD,
Mars,
Faust,
Deadbeat,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Black Dice,
Unrelated Segments,
The Doors,
The Motions,
Sällskapet,
Chrome,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Gang Starr,
Gastr Del Sol,
Main Source,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Sight & Sound,
Angry Samoans,
This Heat,
The Leaves,
The Trojans,
Pagans,
Lebanon Hanover,
Aural Exciters,
Gang Gang Dance,
Matthew Halsall,
Dual Sessions,
Robert Görl,
Public Enemy,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Big Daddy Kane,
Scan 7,
Newcleus,
The Saints,
Cybotron,
Minny Pops,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
New Order,
The Golliwogs,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Count Five,
Chris & Cosey,
The Monochrome Set,
Crash Course in Science,
Ultravox,
Massinfluence,
Johnny Clarke,
Lalo Schifrin, Lalo Schifrin, Lalo Schifrin, Lalo Schifrin.
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.