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 Guatemala and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Deakin to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Parry Music. All the underground hits.
All Soft Machine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Public Enemy 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rhythim Is Rhythim record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Warren Ellis,
The Misunderstood,
R.M.O.,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Joyce Sims,
Scientists,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Zeros,
Main Source,
the Slits,
Sun City Girls,
Reagan Youth,
Newcleus,
Shuggie Otis,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Simply Red,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Youth Brigade,
Blancmange,
Ornette Coleman,
Gregory Isaacs,
Barry Ungar,
Jeru the Damaja,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Alarm Clocks,
Funkadelic,
Country Teasers,
Harmonia,
Leonard Cohen,
Gastr Del Sol,
Ronan,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Matthew Halsall,
X-101,
Aaron Thompson,
Lindisfarne,
John Cale,
Rekid,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Supertramp,
Gang Green,
The Smiths,
Urselle,
Silicon Teens,
Cameo,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Pop Group,
Jeff Lynne,
Black Flag,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Kaleidoscope,
London Community Gospel Choir,
H. Thieme,
Scan 7,
The Star Department,
Black Pus,
JFA,
Organ,
The Happenings, The Happenings, The Happenings, The Happenings.
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.