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 Benin and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 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 Jerry's Kids to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 X-102. All the underground hits.
All Marcia Griffiths tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every a-ha record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter & Gordon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Qualms,
Sun City Girls,
Soft Machine,
Joey Negro,
Monolake,
New Order,
Sly & The Family Stone,
48th St. Collective,
Camberwell Now,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Matthew Halsall,
The Monochrome Set,
Black Pus,
The Gladiators,
Don Cherry,
Mantronix,
Boz Scaggs,
Unrelated Segments,
Grey Daturas,
Rotary Connection,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Raincoats,
Sam Rivers,
the Germs,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Minnie Riperton,
The Offenders,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Archie Shepp,
Donny Hathaway,
the Slits,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Guru Guru,
Radiopuhelimet,
Television Personalities,
Kerrie Biddell,
John Holt,
Pere Ubu,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Toasters,
David Bowie,
The Gories,
The J.B.'s,
Vainqueur,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Dirtbombs,
Little Man,
John Cale,
Warsaw,
Basic Channel,
Fear,
the Swans,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Pop Group,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Quantec,
The Birthday Party,
Radio Birdman,
Public Enemy,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
John Foxx,
Kas Product, Kas Product, Kas Product, Kas Product.
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.