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 Poland and from Sao Paulo.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 Lou Reed 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 Gong to the grunge kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Reagan Youth. All the underground hits.
All Johnny Osbourne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gang of Four 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rosa Yemen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rotary Connection,
Boz Scaggs,
Todd Rundgren,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Erasure,
Barry Ungar,
The Last Poets,
Fear,
Steve Hackett,
Underground Resistance,
Simply Red,
The Searchers,
OOIOO,
New Age Steppers,
The Shadows of Knight,
Lower 48,
Aloha Tigers,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Freddie Wadling,
Lungfish,
Severed Heads,
Reuben Wilson,
Little Man,
The United States of America,
Stetsasonic,
Television Personalities,
Matthew Bourne,
Hardrive,
Lou Christie,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Icehouse,
Alice Coltrane,
Black Sheep,
Desert Stars,
Amazonics,
Easy Going,
Patti Smith,
Crooked Eye,
Parry Music,
Eric Dolphy,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Average White Band,
Sister Nancy,
Lalo Schifrin,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Ultra Naté,
The Velvet Underground,
Panda Bear,
This Heat,
Iggy Pop,
Ken Boothe,
Yaz,
Barrington Levy,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Blackbyrds,
Girls At Our Best!,
Alphaville,
Pagans,
Susan Cadogan,
Heaven 17, Heaven 17, Heaven 17, Heaven 17.
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.