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 Taiwan and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 linndrum 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 Grauzone to the grime kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Alton Ellis. All the underground hits.
All Hardrive tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Chrome record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ponytail,
Rhythm & Sound,
Slick Rick,
Stetsasonic,
Jeff Mills,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Piero Umiliani,
Cheater Slicks,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Japan,
The Evens,
Kool Moe Dee,
Skriet,
Pole,
Barrington Levy,
Siglo XX,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Sister Nancy,
AZ,
Thompson Twins,
the Soft Cell,
Alton Ellis,
Moby Grape,
The Modern Lovers,
Rufus Thomas,
Kayak,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Young Marble Giants,
Lyres,
the Sonics,
Soul Sonic Force,
Andrew Hill,
Ultra Naté,
Loose Ends,
Dark Day,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Black Sheep,
Hashim,
The Martian,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Youth Brigade,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Guru Guru,
Zapp,
Gang Starr,
Peter & Gordon,
Chris Corsano,
Jerry's Kids,
ABBA,
Los Fastidios,
Agent Orange,
Barry Ungar,
Absolute Body Control,
Kerrie Biddell,
Robert Hood,
Pierre Henry,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Matthew Halsall,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Ice-T,
Mantronix,
Sparks, Sparks, Sparks, Sparks.
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.