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 Yemen and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 New York and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Dave Clark Five to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 KRS-One. All the underground hits.
All Sugar Minott tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Throbbing Gristle 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 linndrum and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Harry Pussy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aaron Thompson,
Althea and Donna,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
B.T. Express,
Groovy Waters,
Sight & Sound,
Fear,
DJ Sneak,
X-102,
Shuggie Otis,
Aswad,
David McCallum,
Minor Threat,
Scott Walker,
Popol Vuh,
Deepchord,
Public Image Ltd.,
Banda Bassotti,
Marine Girls,
The Techniques,
The Alarm Clocks,
Adolescents,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Ultimate Spinach,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Scientists,
Marc Almond,
Skarface,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
MDC,
John Cale,
The Dave Clark Five,
Deadbeat,
Angry Samoans,
Surgeon,
the Human League,
The Star Department,
Swell Maps,
Terrestrial Tones,
Drive Like Jehu,
Faraquet,
Circle Jerks,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Todd Rundgren,
Panda Bear,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
U.S. Maple,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Crime,
FM Einheit,
Bluetip,
The Smiths,
Radiohead,
The Detroit Cobras,
Excepter,
UT,
Colin Newman,
Absolute Body Control, Absolute Body Control, Absolute Body Control, Absolute Body Control.
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.