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 Malta and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 sitar 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 Jacques Brel to the grime 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 Idris Muhammad. All the underground hits.
All Royal Trux tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gladiators record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a KRS-One record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Soft Cell,
Heaven 17,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Modern Lovers,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Radiopuhelimet,
Lungfish,
The Fugs,
Q65,
Jandek,
Black Bananas,
Popol Vuh,
Surgeon,
Bluetip,
John Foxx,
Thompson Twins,
The Gap Band,
Black Moon,
FM Einheit,
Man Eating Sloth,
PIL,
New Age Steppers,
Blancmange,
Technova,
Pet Shop Boys,
Spandau Ballet,
Brass Construction,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Blake Baxter,
Freddie Wadling,
Negative Approach,
Lee Hazlewood,
Delta 5,
Don Cherry,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Howard Jones,
Iggy Pop,
Absolute Body Control,
10cc,
Rosa Yemen,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Tears for Fears,
Ralphi Rosario,
Q and Not U,
Roy Ayers,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Deadbeat,
The Velvet Underground,
The Grass Roots,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Pulsallama,
Sonny Sharrock,
Chris & Cosey,
Rhythm & Sound,
Bootsy Collins,
Flipper,
Ohio Players,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Lindisfarne,
Circle Jerks,
Underground Resistance,
Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef.
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.