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 Jordan and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Young Marble Giants to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Swell Maps. All the underground hits.
All Alice Coltrane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Beau Brummels record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Little Man record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Peter & Gordon,
Quantec,
Stetsasonic,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Reagan Youth,
T.S.O.L.,
R.M.O.,
Moby Grape,
The Dave Clark Five,
X-101,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Franke,
Metal Thangz,
Judy Mowatt,
Supertramp,
Morten Harket,
Japan,
Moss Icon,
Guru Guru,
Matthew Halsall,
Funky Four + One,
the Swans,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Pharoah Sanders,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Lou Christie,
Massinfluence,
Index,
The Gap Band,
JFA,
Flipper,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Hoover,
The Dirtbombs,
Sun City Girls,
Black Moon,
World's Most,
The Cure,
The Divine Comedy,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Talk Talk,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Amon Düül II,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Godley & Creme,
Suicide,
Symarip,
Colin Newman,
Marshall Jefferson,
Los Fastidios,
Rosa Yemen,
Blossom Toes,
Boogie Down Productions,
a-ha,
Eden Ahbez,
The Fuzztones,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Audionom,
Anakelly,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan.
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.