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 Vietnam and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Bologna.
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 theremin 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 Rotary Connection to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Bob Dylan. All the underground hits.
All Dennis Brown tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Bananas 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alison Limerick,
Gang Green,
the Association,
Skaos,
Arthur Verocai,
Visage,
Mars,
Eden Ahbez,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Schoolly D,
The Tremeloes,
Siglo XX,
UT,
Amon Düül II,
MDC,
Young Marble Giants,
Sister Nancy,
the Normal,
Black Sheep,
Ludus,
Moss Icon,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Rosa Yemen,
The Invisible,
the Germs,
Grauzone,
DJ Style,
Camberwell Now,
Gong,
8 Eyed Spy,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Heaven 17,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Duran Duran,
Masters at Work,
The Smiths,
T. Rex,
Chrome,
Reagan Youth,
Youth Brigade,
X-101,
The Skatalites,
The Dirtbombs,
Camouflage,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Derrick Morgan,
Crispy Ambulance,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Kevin Saunderson,
E-Dancer,
Panda Bear,
Gabor Szabo,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Raincoats,
Marcia Griffiths,
Agitation Free,
The Angels of Light,
Joe Smooth,
The Last Poets,
Letta Mbulu,
KRS-One,
Oneida,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Suburban Knight, Suburban Knight, Suburban Knight, Suburban Knight.
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.