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 Azerbaijan and from Toronto.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Fugazi to the funk 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 Kevin Saunderson. All the underground hits.
All One Last Wish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Liliput record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 rhodes and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Harpers Bizarre record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Victims,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Max Romeo,
Albert Ayler,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
T. Rex,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Leaves,
Tommy Roe,
Von Mondo,
Piero Umiliani,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Moleskins,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Birthday Party,
Eden Ahbez,
Yaz,
Massinfluence,
Pierre Henry,
Althea and Donna,
The Blackbyrds,
Second Layer,
The Stooges,
cv313,
Clear Light,
Chris Corsano,
Sugar Minott,
Flipper,
Scrapy,
Roxy Music,
Motorama,
The Zeros,
The Evens,
Patti Smith,
Whodini,
Minnie Riperton,
Janne Schatter,
Judy Mowatt,
Zapp,
Sixth Finger,
Blossom Toes,
Delta 5,
Stockholm Monsters,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Section 25,
Henry Cow,
Eddi Front,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Lucky Dragons,
David Axelrod,
Lakeside,
Loose Ends,
The Invisible,
Ultimate Spinach,
Camberwell Now,
Kerri Chandler,
Colin Newman,
The Fortunes,
Soul Sonic Force,
Duran Duran,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo.
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.