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 El Salvador and from Jakarta.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 linndrum 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 Swell Maps to the techno kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 The Monochrome Set. All the underground hits.
All The Star Department tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Skaos record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Johnny Clarke record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Can,
The Count Five,
June Days,
Lalo Schifrin,
Vladislav Delay,
Unwound,
Carl Craig,
The Knickerbockers,
Glambeats Corp.,
DJ Sneak,
Newcleus,
Ten City,
T.S.O.L.,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Robert Hood,
CMW,
Byron Stingily,
Reuben Wilson,
X-Ray Spex,
The Star Department,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Johnny Osbourne,
Lower 48,
Peter and Kerry,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Skriet,
Essential Logic,
Grey Daturas,
Gastr Del Sol,
Bobby Womack,
The American Breed,
Parry Music,
Dual Sessions,
PIL,
Cymande,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Ice-T,
a-ha,
Frankie Knuckles,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Jesper Dahlback,
Steve Hackett,
U.S. Maple,
Patti Smith,
Urselle,
Liliput,
Depeche Mode,
EPMD,
Y Pants,
Ultravox,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Pagans,
Stockholm Monsters,
L. Decosne,
Porter Ricks,
Kerri Chandler,
Letta Mbulu,
Minny Pops,
Motorama,
Sister Nancy,
The Birthday Party,
Pierre Henry,
Morten Harket,
Section 25,
Flash Fearless, Flash Fearless, Flash Fearless, Flash Fearless.
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.