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 Turkey and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Delhi.
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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Clear Light to the punk 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 Sarah Menescal. All the underground hits.
All Gabor Szabo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Panda Bear record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 güiro and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Monolake,
The Techniques,
Adolescents,
The Kinks,
Judy Mowatt,
Sam Rivers,
Ten City,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Raincoats,
Oneida,
The Doobie Brothers,
Funkadelic,
The Mojo Men,
Steve Hackett,
Ornette Coleman,
Mars,
Quantec,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Gang Green,
Visage,
Rites of Spring,
Magazine,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Barclay James Harvest,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Robert Görl,
Drexciya,
Kool Moe Dee,
Dawn Penn,
Television,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Ronan,
Oblivians,
Y Pants,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Terry Callier,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Scion,
David Bowie,
Nirvana,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Dual Sessions,
cv313,
Delon & Dalcan,
Yellowson,
Scott Walker,
Aaron Thompson,
Black Moon,
Negative Approach,
Althea and Donna,
The Cramps,
The Fuzztones,
Alison Limerick,
Radio Birdman,
Fela Kuti,
Easy Going,
The Trojans,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Magma,
Liaisons Dangereuses, Liaisons Dangereuses, Liaisons Dangereuses, Liaisons Dangereuses.
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.