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 Mali and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 Manila and Manchester.
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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the marimba 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 Mission of Burma to the disco 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 Laurel Aitken. All the underground hits.
All The Smoke tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Thompson Twins record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Human League record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Franke,
Joey Negro,
Dennis Brown,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Massinfluence,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Slave,
Technova,
Iggy Pop,
Susan Cadogan,
New Age Steppers,
Cecil Taylor,
Fatback Band,
Kerrie Biddell,
Wolf Eyes,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
U.S. Maple,
Unrelated Segments,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Monks,
Fugazi,
ABC,
MDC,
Bronski Beat,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Skarface,
kango's stein massive,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Schoolly D,
Al Stewart,
June of 44,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Avey Tare,
Reagan Youth,
Junior Murvin,
Arab on Radar,
Gang Starr,
Donny Hathaway,
Charles Mingus,
Sixth Finger,
Lyres,
The Beau Brummels,
Kurtis Blow,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Bobby Byrd,
Chris Corsano,
Section 25,
Pere Ubu,
Bobby Sherman,
Bauhaus,
Blossom Toes,
Pantytec,
Trumans Water,
E-Dancer,
Gichy Dan,
Blancmange,
Piero Umiliani,
The Sonics,
Wasted Youth,
EPMD, EPMD, EPMD, EPMD.
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.