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 Lebanon and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Houston.
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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Jacob Miller to the funk 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 Trumans Water. All the underground hits.
All The Royal Family And The Poor tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dead Boys record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 theremin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Jesus and Mary Chain record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Q65,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Maleditus Sound,
Magma,
Morten Harket,
Guru Guru,
Bluetip,
The Alarm Clocks,
Altered Images,
One Last Wish,
Rakim,
The Fortunes,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Marmalade,
Sexual Harrassment,
Lalo Schifrin,
Pulsallama,
The Moleskins,
The Standells,
Archie Shepp,
Dorothy Ashby,
Deakin,
cv313,
Rekid,
DNA,
KRS-One,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Visage,
The Grass Roots,
Public Enemy,
Ken Boothe,
Cameo,
Rotary Connection,
David Axelrod,
Tres Demented,
The Smiths,
The Shadows of Knight,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Smog,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Gories,
Scion,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Warsaw,
Bizarre Inc.,
Fear,
Dave Gahan,
Minny Pops,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Monochrome Set,
Masters at Work,
Kurtis Blow,
Boogie Down Productions,
June of 44,
Crispy Ambulance,
L. Decosne,
Mary Jane Girls,
Soul II Soul,
Ultra Naté,
Bronski Beat,
Theoretical Girls,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo.
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.