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 Hungary and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Fat Boys to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Ultravox. All the underground hits.
All Dawn Penn tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ralphi Rosario 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a China Crisis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pierre Henry,
MDC,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Selecter,
The Velvet Underground,
Girls At Our Best!,
The J.B.'s,
The Wake,
Robert Hood,
Second Layer,
Donald Byrd,
Frankie Knuckles,
Wings,
Japan,
Pantaleimon,
Scion,
Joe Smooth,
The Dead C,
One Last Wish,
Panda Bear,
Rhythm & Sound,
Vladislav Delay,
Steve Hackett,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Vogues,
Television,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Smiths,
Bad Manners,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Skarface,
Graham Central Station,
Thompson Twins,
Colin Newman,
Yaz,
The Blackbyrds,
Whodini,
Agitation Free,
Arcadia,
Alison Limerick,
Piero Umiliani,
The Victims,
The Techniques,
Technova,
Cal Tjader,
Scrapy,
Kerri Chandler,
Funky Four + One,
John Coltrane,
Prince Buster,
Unrelated Segments,
Scratch Acid,
Blake Baxter,
Ten City,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Invisible,
The Leaves,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Happenings,
Matthew Halsall,
U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple.
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.