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 Belgium and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 mellotron 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 Toni Rubio to the electroclash 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 Gastr Del Sol. All the underground hits.
All Gil Scott Heron tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Offenders 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Circle Jerks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Babytalk,
Drive Like Jehu,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Brick,
The J.B.'s,
E-Dancer,
Ronnie Foster,
Dave Gahan,
X-Ray Spex,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Judy Mowatt,
Frankie Knuckles,
Robert Görl,
Carl Craig,
Joe Smooth,
Charles Mingus,
The Music Machine,
Lalo Schifrin,
Kaleidoscope,
Jacob Miller,
Soft Machine,
Sun City Girls,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Whodini,
John Lydon,
Fatback Band,
Radiohead,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Au Pairs,
Brothers Johnson,
Black Moon,
Groovy Waters,
John Coltrane,
Mo-Dettes,
Rapeman,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Doors,
Girls At Our Best!,
Quadrant,
Alton Ellis,
L. Decosne,
Dawn Penn,
Flash Fearless,
Delon & Dalcan,
Gerry Rafferty,
Amon Düül,
Man Eating Sloth,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Wasted Youth,
Average White Band,
Ken Boothe,
The Searchers,
The Victims,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Sparks,
Bizarre Inc.,
Soul II Soul,
Hardrive,
Ornette Coleman, Ornette Coleman, Ornette Coleman, Ornette Coleman.
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.