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 Paraguay and from London.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 PIL to the dance 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 Kaleidoscope. All the underground hits.
All Deakin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Tremeloes 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jesper Dahlback record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Germs,
Henry Cow,
Stiv Bators,
Half Japanese,
Delon & Dalcan,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Dual Sessions,
Tim Buckley,
Vainqueur,
Quadrant,
Eric Dolphy,
Davy DMX,
Young Marble Giants,
Kaleidoscope,
Ornette Coleman,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Brick,
The Index,
Thompson Twins,
Nation of Ulysses,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Toasters,
Gabor Szabo,
Kerri Chandler,
Sun City Girls,
Funky Four + One,
In Retrospect,
Angry Samoans,
Spoonie Gee,
48th St. Collective,
Ultra Naté,
Thee Headcoats,
Lebanon Hanover,
Rod Modell,
Organ,
Robert Görl,
One Last Wish,
Arthur Verocai,
Unrelated Segments,
A Certain Ratio,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The J.B.'s,
Livin' Joy,
Chris & Cosey,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Rufus Thomas,
R.M.O.,
the Slits,
Cal Tjader,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Last Poets,
Duran Duran,
Echospace,
The Dirtbombs,
Warren Ellis,
Maurizio,
John Holt,
Rapeman,
Ronan, Ronan, Ronan, Ronan.
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.