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 Malta and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 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 Kango’s Stein Massive 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 Piero Umiliani. All the underground hits.
All Simply Red tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
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 The Peanut Butter Conspiracy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Au Pairs,
Soft Machine,
The Gun Club,
Rotary Connection,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Fluxion,
E-Dancer,
Aloha Tigers,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
John Lydon,
Anakelly,
Yazoo,
Warsaw,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Buckinghams,
The Blackbyrds,
Eric Copeland,
Idris Muhammad,
Ken Boothe,
Supertramp,
Byron Stingily,
F. McDonald,
Siglo XX,
Bush Tetras,
Spandau Ballet,
Archie Shepp,
Alison Limerick,
kango's stein massive,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Dave Gahan,
Outsiders,
Nirvana,
Albert Ayler,
The Flesh Eaters,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Little Man,
Second Layer,
Barrington Levy,
Monks,
Cal Tjader,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Echospace,
The Saints,
Depeche Mode,
Altered Images,
The Dead C,
Joyce Sims,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Nas,
The Skatalites,
The Searchers,
The Victims,
June Days,
Curtis Mayfield,
Black Moon,
Dual Sessions,
These Immortal Souls, These Immortal Souls, These Immortal Souls, These Immortal Souls.
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.