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 Japan and from Manila.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Idris Muhammad to the grunge 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 Agitation Free. All the underground hits.
All Soft Machine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jesper Dahlbäck record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sparks,
PIL,
Bizarre Inc.,
Organ,
The Fire Engines,
Aswad,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Magma,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Camberwell Now,
10cc,
48th St. Collective,
The Fugs,
Henry Cow,
The Standells,
L. Decosne,
The Raincoats,
Rekid,
Smog,
T. Rex,
Kool Moe Dee,
Negative Approach,
Slave,
Scott Walker,
Sam Rivers,
Newcleus,
Lou Reed,
New Age Steppers,
The Toasters,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Jimmy McGriff,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Davy DMX,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Lucky Dragons,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Vainqueur,
Steve Hackett,
Wolf Eyes,
Intrusion,
Tres Demented,
Joensuu 1685,
The Seeds,
Shuggie Otis,
Brass Construction,
Todd Terry,
Kenny Larkin,
Babytalk,
Banda Bassotti,
Lower 48,
Suicide,
In Retrospect,
Crooked Eye,
Johnny Osbourne,
Alice Coltrane,
A Certain Ratio,
Porter Ricks,
Soulsonic Force,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
MC5,
Tropical Tobacco,
kango's stein massive,
Fear, Fear, Fear, Fear.
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.