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 Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 güiro 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 Niagra to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Vogues. All the underground hits.
All The Move tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Neon Judgement 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 a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Beau Brummels record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kevin Saunderson,
Al Stewart,
Michelle Simonal,
Bootsy Collins,
Dave Gahan,
The Motions,
Slick Rick,
Junior Murvin,
Isaac Hayes,
Pharoah Sanders,
K-Klass,
The Trojans,
Jeru the Damaja,
Lower 48,
The Walker Brothers,
Eden Ahbez,
Ralphi Rosario,
China Crisis,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Moss Icon,
Lalo Schifrin,
Hasil Adkins,
Morten Harket,
Adolescents,
Bill Wells,
The Vogues,
Barclay James Harvest,
Goldenarms,
Boredoms,
The Sound,
Deepchord,
Tim Buckley,
Bluetip,
the Soft Cell,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Trumans Water,
the Slits,
Aswad,
Stiv Bators,
Aural Exciters,
The Offenders,
The Victims,
Alice Coltrane,
The Skatalites,
Crash Course in Science,
The Zeros,
F. McDonald,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Mars,
Desert Stars,
the Sonics,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Barry Ungar,
Pere Ubu,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Subhumans,
Pagans,
Lebanon Hanover,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Gregory Isaacs,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Half Japanese,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience.
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.