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 Mali and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise 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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Urselle to the rock kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Fania All-Stars. All the underground hits.
All Avey Tare tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deepchord 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Warren Ellis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Juan Atkins,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Organ,
Magazine,
Thee Headcoats,
Ultravox,
The Selecter,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Suicide,
Schoolly D,
Gabor Szabo,
Wally Richardson,
Isaac Hayes,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Index,
Grandmaster Flash,
Half Japanese,
The Martian,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Stooges,
Monolake,
The Knickerbockers,
Amon Düül II,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Mad Mike,
Can,
The Birthday Party,
Essential Logic,
Bronski Beat,
Goldenarms,
Agitation Free,
Intrusion,
The Fall,
The Raincoats,
Hashim,
Minnie Riperton,
Tommy Roe,
Terrestrial Tones,
Black Sheep,
Joe Finger,
Todd Rundgren,
Das Ding,
Terry Callier,
Reagan Youth,
Kerri Chandler,
Tomorrow,
The Dave Clark Five,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
the Swans,
Don Cherry,
The Real Kids,
Ralphi Rosario,
Jawbox,
Rod Modell,
Ituana,
Panda Bear,
Sandy B,
Girls At Our Best!,
Scion,
X-Ray Spex, X-Ray Spex, X-Ray Spex, X-Ray Spex.
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.