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 Belize and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the marimba 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 Sandy B to the techno 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 Y Pants. All the underground hits.
All Dennis Brown tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dawn Penn record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 808 and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Michelle Simonal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Slick Rick,
U.S. Maple,
Black Sheep,
The Divine Comedy,
Thee Headcoats,
Can,
H. Thieme,
Average White Band,
Funkadelic,
Neu!,
Marc Almond,
Pylon,
The Saints,
Ornette Coleman,
The Gap Band,
Skriet,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Brass Construction,
Television,
Bronski Beat,
Danielle Patucci,
Traffic Nightmare,
Royal Trux,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Cowsills,
Marcia Griffiths,
The New Christs,
Intrusion,
Das Ding,
Von Mondo,
The Happenings,
Godley & Creme,
The Mojo Men,
Bad Manners,
Piero Umiliani,
Lower 48,
Matthew Halsall,
Pharoah Sanders,
Lightning Bolt,
Erykah Badu,
Roxette,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Pole,
Big Daddy Kane,
Gang of Four,
Bobby Womack,
Pulsallama,
Kas Product,
Reuben Wilson,
The Pretty Things,
This Heat,
The Move,
Moebius,
The Sound,
Public Enemy,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Five Americans,
Crispy Ambulance,
Deadbeat,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Underground Resistance,
The Smoke,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch.
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.