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 Grenada and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 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 Wire to the disco 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 Gichy Dan. All the underground hits.
All Sam Rivers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Searchers 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dual Sessions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Godley & Creme,
Marc Almond,
Albert Ayler,
The American Breed,
MC5,
Fugazi,
Mantronix,
John Cale,
Mark Hollis,
Half Japanese,
Ice-T,
AZ,
The Five Americans,
Marine Girls,
Technova,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Girls At Our Best!,
These Immortal Souls,
Talk Talk,
Sight & Sound,
The Move,
Sex Pistols,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Fire Engines,
Al Stewart,
Lightning Bolt,
Hardrive,
Soft Machine,
Oneida,
Banda Bassotti,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Young Rascals,
Barrington Levy,
Eddi Front,
Yaz,
Donny Hathaway,
X-101,
the Slits,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Bill Near,
Metal Thangz,
Lower 48,
Quantec,
Faraquet,
Jeff Lynne,
Rapeman,
Barbara Tucker,
Television,
Jawbox,
The Buckinghams,
Radiohead,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Guru Guru,
the Swans,
Pet Shop Boys,
Echospace,
kango's stein massive,
Archie Shepp,
Chris & Cosey,
Sonic Youth,
Public Enemy, Public Enemy, Public Enemy, Public Enemy.
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.