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 Marshall Islands and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Country Joe & The Fish to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Vainqueur. All the underground hits.
All Strawberry Alarm Clock tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eric Dolphy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Urselle,
Quadrant,
The Gap Band,
Bronski Beat,
Arab on Radar,
Anthony Braxton,
Lightning Bolt,
Scientists,
Dave Gahan,
Motorama,
Vainqueur,
New Order,
Porter Ricks,
Niagra,
Bad Manners,
Black Moon,
Hoover,
Camberwell Now,
Pierre Henry,
the Bar-Kays,
The Fortunes,
Eli Mardock,
The Flesh Eaters,
the Fania All-Stars,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Clear Light,
CMW,
Camouflage,
EPMD,
Smog,
Vladislav Delay,
Skarface,
Rites of Spring,
Radiopuhelimet,
Qualms,
Josef K,
the Sonics,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Max Romeo,
Echospace,
Grey Daturas,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Jacques Brel,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
John Lydon,
Mo-Dettes,
Kerrie Biddell,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Eden Ahbez,
Joensuu 1685,
Skriet,
Terrestrial Tones,
Man Parrish,
The Residents,
The Count Five,
Section 25,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Nik Kershaw,
Lakeside,
Minutemen, Minutemen, Minutemen, Minutemen.
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.