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 Marshall Islands and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 snare 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 Cheater Slicks to the grime 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 Connie Case. All the underground hits.
All Justin Hinds & The Dominoes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yusef Lateef 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an oboe 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 mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Flipper,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Hot Snakes,
Radiopuhelimet,
Silicon Teens,
Bauhaus,
The Fall,
The Gun Club,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Crispian St. Peters,
Delon & Dalcan,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Girls At Our Best!,
Barry Ungar,
Deepchord,
The Tremeloes,
Gang Green,
Ronan,
Roxette,
Bizarre Inc.,
Bluetip,
The Electric Prunes,
June Days,
OOIOO,
Banda Bassotti,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Lakeside,
Jeru the Damaja,
Lalo Schifrin,
Toni Rubio,
David Axelrod,
Desert Stars,
Negative Approach,
Mandrill,
Piero Umiliani,
Ohio Players,
Avey Tare,
The Durutti Column,
The Standells,
the Soft Cell,
The Fortunes,
Pierre Henry,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Faust,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Yusef Lateef,
David McCallum,
Warsaw,
Black Pus,
Shuggie Otis,
Neil Young,
The Cramps,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Shoche,
Eric Copeland,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Colin Newman,
Urselle,
Judy Mowatt,
Fela Kuti, Fela Kuti, Fela Kuti, Fela Kuti.
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.