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 Morocco and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 oboe 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 Nation of Ulysses to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Cheater Slicks. All the underground hits.
All Roxy Music tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jesper Dahlback 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Trojans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jesper Dahlback,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Scrapy,
Josef K,
Hot Snakes,
Maurizio,
Black Flag,
Ohio Players,
Susan Cadogan,
The Selecter,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Mojo Men,
Inner City,
Anakelly,
David Bowie,
Skarface,
H. Thieme,
Panda Bear,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Nirvana,
Symarip,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Index,
Interpol,
Grey Daturas,
Siglo XX,
Radiohead,
Derrick Morgan,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Real Kids,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Silicon Teens,
Bobby Byrd,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Ponytail,
Black Bananas,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
In Retrospect,
Sonny Sharrock,
Fat Boys,
John Lydon,
Blake Baxter,
Joe Smooth,
Thee Headcoats,
Cal Tjader,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Flash Fearless,
MDC,
U.S. Maple,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Raincoats,
Lightning Bolt,
Godley & Creme,
Amon Düül,
The Mummies,
Gang Green,
Man Parrish,
Brick,
the Slits,
Brand Nubian,
Boredoms,
Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685.
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.