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 Libya and from Delhi.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Q and Not U to the funk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark. All the underground hits.
All Brand Nubian tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Todd Rundgren record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Peanut Butter Conspiracy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
D'Angelo,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Eden Ahbez,
June of 44,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Schoolly D,
Kerrie Biddell,
Lower 48,
Alphaville,
Can,
Suburban Knight,
Camberwell Now,
Siglo XX,
Leonard Cohen,
The Martian,
Khruangbin,
Sam Rivers,
Barrington Levy,
Amon Düül,
The Blackbyrds,
Lyres,
The Real Kids,
the Association,
Minutemen,
Sixth Finger,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Scan 7,
Fatback Band,
The Detroit Cobras,
Crime,
Franke,
Gastr Del Sol,
a-ha,
The Monochrome Set,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Television,
Outsiders,
Donald Byrd,
Jawbox,
Au Pairs,
Glambeats Corp.,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
MDC,
Junior Murvin,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Ken Boothe,
Average White Band,
Goldenarms,
Dave Gahan,
Marcia Griffiths,
Bobby Womack,
Barry Ungar,
Marvin Gaye,
The Buckinghams,
Black Sheep,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Frankie Knuckles,
These Immortal Souls,
X-101,
The Doors, The Doors, The Doors, The Doors.
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.