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 Sri Lanka and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
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 Flipper to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Unrelated Segments. All the underground hits.
All The Busters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rakim 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 theremin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Audionom record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Amazonics,
The Barracudas,
Bluetip,
Joe Smooth,
Bauhaus,
Nation of Ulysses,
Soul II Soul,
Stetsasonic,
The Monks,
Peter and Kerry,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Negative Approach,
Youth Brigade,
Idris Muhammad,
The Leaves,
Lee Hazlewood,
Eddi Front,
Main Source,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
cv313,
Isaac Hayes,
The Cowsills,
Barbara Tucker,
Chris & Cosey,
Rakim,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Hashim,
The Gories,
Absolute Body Control,
Gerry Rafferty,
Fugazi,
Can,
Jandek,
Gang of Four,
The Velvet Underground,
Angry Samoans,
Das Ding,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Henry Cow,
Fela Kuti,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Section 25,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
X-101,
Ponytail,
James White and The Blacks,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Danielle Patucci,
Joe Finger,
Charles Mingus,
Jimmy McGriff,
Wire,
Soulsonic Force,
The Dead C,
Man Parrish,
The Golliwogs,
The Seeds,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Stooges,
Lightning Bolt,
The Litter,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Michelle Simonal,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Josef K, Josef K, Josef K, Josef K.
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.