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 Chile and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Fall to the jazz 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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel. All the underground hits.
All Excepter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Anakelly record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lalann record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Theoretical Girls,
The Mojo Men,
Gabor Szabo,
Lucky Dragons,
The Barracudas,
Don Cherry,
Echospace,
Bizarre Inc.,
Excepter,
Newcleus,
Marshall Jefferson,
Crooked Eye,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Underground Resistance,
The Divine Comedy,
Zero Boys,
Dual Sessions,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Donald Byrd,
Minutemen,
Jandek,
Junior Murvin,
Ossler,
Interpol,
Prince Buster,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Joensuu 1685,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Monochrome Set,
The Tremeloes,
Marvin Gaye,
Altered Images,
The Trojans,
Alice Coltrane,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Young Marble Giants,
The Human League,
Mary Jane Girls,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Kurtis Blow,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Traffic Nightmare,
Simply Red,
K-Klass,
Delon & Dalcan,
Boogie Down Productions,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Pierre Henry,
MDC,
Flash Fearless,
Scrapy,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Cramps,
FM Einheit,
Motorama,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Dave Gahan,
Negative Approach,
Harpers Bizarre,
H. Thieme,
the Human League,
Neu!,
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.