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 Qatar and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 808 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 Sun Ra Arkestra to the disco kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Zapp. All the underground hits.
All The Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tears for Fears record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an organ 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 synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Outsiders,
The Pop Group,
Barclay James Harvest,
Amazonics,
The Fuzztones,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Scratch Acid,
Faraquet,
The Music Machine,
Bootsy Collins,
Crooked Eye,
New Age Steppers,
Pussy Galore,
Don Cherry,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Slackers,
Donny Hathaway,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Jesper Dahlback,
R.M.O.,
Soul Sonic Force,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Stiv Bators,
Moebius,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Stetsasonic,
kango's stein massive,
Swans,
Thee Headcoats,
The Gun Club,
The Fall,
Hot Snakes,
Tears for Fears,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Five Americans,
Colin Newman,
The Standells,
Charles Mingus,
The Selecter,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Seeds,
Wings,
Adolescents,
Robert Görl,
Robert Hood,
Althea and Donna,
Nation of Ulysses,
Hashim,
Ice-T,
Slick Rick,
Howard Jones,
Brothers Johnson,
Sällskapet,
Nik Kershaw,
Aaron Thompson,
Audionom,
Moss Icon,
Kerri Chandler,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The J.B.'s, The J.B.'s, The J.B.'s, The J.B.'s.
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.