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 Greece and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 güiro 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 Severed Heads to the grime 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 Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade. All the underground hits.
All The Raincoats tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scott Walker + Sunn O))) 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 chamberlin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Minor Threat record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tres Demented,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
James White and The Blacks,
The Stooges,
Los Fastidios,
Flash Fearless,
Average White Band,
Outsiders,
The Cure,
Technova,
Marshall Jefferson,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Gap Band,
Accadde A,
Johnny Osbourne,
K-Klass,
Bobby Womack,
Ohio Players,
Dual Sessions,
Shoche,
Scrapy,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Divine Comedy,
Joe Smooth,
Kool Moe Dee,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Warsaw,
Country Teasers,
Fear,
The Litter,
Urselle,
Gong,
Piero Umiliani,
The Fugs,
Crooked Eye,
Mission of Burma,
Marmalade,
The Gories,
Gichy Dan,
Cymande,
Darondo,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Janne Schatter,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
OOIOO,
Ronnie Foster,
Roxette,
Frankie Knuckles,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Kaleidoscope,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Jimmy McGriff,
Eddi Front,
Glambeats Corp.,
Pet Shop Boys,
cv313,
Main Source,
Delon & Dalcan,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Human League,
Duran Duran,
Peter & Gordon, Peter & Gordon, Peter & Gordon, Peter & Gordon.
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.