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 Iraq and from Toronto.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Lou Reed & Metallica to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Saccharine Trust. All the underground hits.
All The Gladiators tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Second Layer record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 rhodes and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Major Organ And The Adding Machine record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lalann,
Lalo Schifrin,
Amazonics,
Jeru the Damaja,
Neu!,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Excepter,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Bobby Womack,
Peter and Kerry,
Dorothy Ashby,
Dark Day,
Pierre Henry,
Black Flag,
Pet Shop Boys,
Sparks,
Sex Pistols,
Drexciya,
Television,
Buzzcocks,
Depeche Mode,
Patti Smith,
Jacques Brel,
Adolescents,
Deakin,
T.S.O.L.,
Sällskapet,
Essential Logic,
Fear,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Parry Music,
the Soft Cell,
Todd Terry,
Groovy Waters,
Yusef Lateef,
Banda Bassotti,
Michelle Simonal,
Gastr Del Sol,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Aswad,
Stereo Dub,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Jandek,
Vladislav Delay,
The Vogues,
Pagans,
Terrestrial Tones,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Boredoms,
Oneida,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Marcia Griffiths,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Minny Pops,
Grandmaster Flash,
Funky Four + One,
The Happenings,
The Standells,
Reuben Wilson,
Malaria!, Malaria!, Malaria!, Malaria!.
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.