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 Cambodia and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in 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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Madrid.
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 Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the oboe 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 Sam Rivers to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Fat Boys. All the underground hits.
All Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Flipper record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Blake Baxter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Stetsasonic,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Tears for Fears,
The Pretty Things,
Eric Copeland,
the Soft Cell,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Sugar Minott,
Wings,
Ludus,
Ultravox,
The Last Poets,
Sarah Menescal,
Susan Cadogan,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Juan Atkins,
The Searchers,
Roxette,
Severed Heads,
Radiohead,
The Offenders,
Cybotron,
Man Eating Sloth,
Quando Quango,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Dave Clark Five,
Junior Murvin,
Johnny Clarke,
Kaleidoscope,
Minor Threat,
FM Einheit,
The Mojo Men,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Main Source,
Delta 5,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Girls At Our Best!,
Panda Bear,
Guru Guru,
Ultra Naté,
China Crisis,
La Düsseldorf,
Fluxion,
Brass Construction,
Cameo,
Peter & Gordon,
Minnie Riperton,
Pere Ubu,
Chris & Cosey,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Sandy B,
Bauhaus,
The Blues Magoos,
Lungfish,
Tom Boy,
Boredoms,
Newcleus,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The United States of America,
Tres Demented, Tres Demented, Tres Demented, Tres Demented.
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.