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 Albania and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Godley & Creme to the grime 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 Jandek. All the underground hits.
All Wolf Eyes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alton Ellis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Shadows of Knight record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Godley & Creme,
Quadrant,
Sexual Harrassment,
Skriet,
The Dirtbombs,
The Tremeloes,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Maleditus Sound,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Jacques Brel,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Nik Kershaw,
Tommy Roe,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Pierre Henry,
Icehouse,
Essential Logic,
The Electric Prunes,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Section 25,
Young Marble Giants,
Alton Ellis,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Blues Magoos,
Malaria!,
Scientists,
Roger Hodgson,
The American Breed,
Pylon,
Ludus,
David Axelrod,
Popol Vuh,
Magma,
Idris Muhammad,
Wasted Youth,
Tropical Tobacco,
Nick Fraelich,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Clear Light,
Magazine,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Dorothy Ashby,
Junior Murvin,
Yusef Lateef,
Bluetip,
One Last Wish,
Ten City,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Mary Jane Girls,
Ornette Coleman,
Robert Wyatt,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Funky Four + One,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Symarip,
Drive Like Jehu,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Spandau Ballet,
K-Klass,
Janne Schatter, Janne Schatter, Janne Schatter, Janne Schatter.
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.