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 Nauru and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Stockholm.
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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Prince Buster to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Rapeman. All the underground hits.
All Y Pants tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Boredoms 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Main Source record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Funky Four + One,
Archie Shepp,
Joey Negro,
Curtis Mayfield,
Model 500,
Eric Copeland,
Alison Limerick,
The Fugs,
Kayak,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Divine Comedy,
Erykah Badu,
Silicon Teens,
the Normal,
Wire,
Tommy Roe,
Derrick Morgan,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Television Personalities,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Black Pus,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Gang of Four,
The Dave Clark Five,
Roxette,
The Cramps,
Thee Headcoats,
Sight & Sound,
Outsiders,
Mantronix,
Basic Channel,
Idris Muhammad,
Q65,
The Moody Blues,
The Remains,
Icehouse,
Laurel Aitken,
Dark Day,
JFA,
Ituana,
Skriet,
The Standells,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Iggy Pop,
Smog,
The Real Kids,
Crash Course in Science,
Donny Hathaway,
Lebanon Hanover,
Mark Hollis,
A Certain Ratio,
Angry Samoans,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Youth Brigade,
Warsaw,
Eden Ahbez,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Pharoah Sanders,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Blossom Toes,
Carl Craig,
The Happenings,
World's Most, World's Most, World's Most, World's Most.
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.