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 Vanuatu and from Cairo.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 sitar 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 Liliput to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Black Dice. All the underground hits.
All Adolescents tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Josef K record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 rhodes and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Selector Dub Narcotic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soft Machine,
Second Layer,
Hot Snakes,
DJ Sneak,
Patti Smith,
The Human League,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Donny Hathaway,
The Misunderstood,
Arthur Verocai,
Lower 48,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Terry Callier,
Flash Fearless,
Anthony Braxton,
The Seeds,
Junior Murvin,
Tropical Tobacco,
Con Funk Shun,
Spandau Ballet,
Grandmaster Flash,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Matthew Bourne,
The Fuzztones,
Jacob Miller,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Japan,
Nick Fraelich,
Chrome,
Colin Newman,
Kaleidoscope,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Mary Jane Girls,
Whodini,
Silicon Teens,
Magma,
Lightning Bolt,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Quantec,
Lucky Dragons,
Qualms,
Stiv Bators,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Index,
The Electric Prunes,
Nation of Ulysses,
Sight & Sound,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Faraquet,
Warren Ellis,
Pere Ubu,
Tubeway Army,
The Doobie Brothers,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Mojo Men,
Piero Umiliani,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Technova,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Black Flag,
Sonny Sharrock,
the Sonics, the Sonics, the Sonics, the Sonics.
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.