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 Ireland and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 spring reverb 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 Kerri Chandler to the techno 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 Soul II Soul. All the underground hits.
All Darondo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Andrew Hill record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Names record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Banda Bassotti,
Sonic Youth,
The Divine Comedy,
Cheater Slicks,
Rakim,
The Slackers,
Rekid,
Heaven 17,
Swell Maps,
Soul Sonic Force,
Supertramp,
Urselle,
Babytalk,
The Busters,
Spandau Ballet,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Yazoo,
Animal Collective,
Freddie Wadling,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Joe Smooth,
The Offenders,
Essential Logic,
Tomorrow,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Arab on Radar,
K-Klass,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Human League,
Lyres,
Thompson Twins,
Black Flag,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Ten City,
the Human League,
Wally Richardson,
Underground Resistance,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Barracudas,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Smog,
Symarip,
Intrusion,
Mary Jane Girls,
Oneida,
Ludus,
China Crisis,
The Neon Judgement,
Chrome,
Michelle Simonal,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Bill Wells,
Arthur Verocai,
Lucky Dragons,
AZ,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Misunderstood, The Misunderstood, The Misunderstood, The Misunderstood.
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.