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 Madagascar and from Bremen.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 snare 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 Altered Images to the punk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Deakin. All the underground hits.
All Erasure tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Robert Hood 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a World's Most record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Excepter,
a-ha,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Junior Murvin,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
MC5,
Bizarre Inc.,
Sugar Minott,
Glenn Branca,
Bootsy Collins,
These Immortal Souls,
The Count Five,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Barbara Tucker,
Essential Logic,
Vainqueur,
Visage,
Ultravox,
Andrew Hill,
The Vogues,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Zeros,
Tropical Tobacco,
Fela Kuti,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Massinfluence,
Pulsallama,
The Star Department,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Selecter,
Bill Wells,
New Age Steppers,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Isaac Hayes,
Simply Red,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Saints,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Jerry's Kids,
Boredoms,
Blake Baxter,
Warsaw,
Soft Machine,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Move,
Sällskapet,
Scion,
Oblivians,
Crispian St. Peters,
The United States of America,
Freddie Wadling,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
F. McDonald,
Barrington Levy,
Erasure,
Ken Boothe,
Unrelated Segments,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Reuben Wilson,
The Techniques,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Fortunes,
Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown.
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.