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 Iran and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 guitar 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 De La Soul & Jungle Brothers to the grime kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Lafayette Afro Rock Band. All the underground hits.
All James Chance & The Contortions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mad Mike record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum 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?
Soul Sonic Force,
Angry Samoans,
John Cale,
Cecil Taylor,
The Zeros,
Brand Nubian,
The Cure,
Adolescents,
The Moleskins,
This Heat,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Amon Düül II,
Aswad,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Depeche Mode,
Bad Manners,
The Victims,
Supertramp,
Aaron Thompson,
The Dave Clark Five,
Rotary Connection,
David Bowie,
The Moody Blues,
Robert Hood,
The Trojans,
Minutemen,
Joey Negro,
Terrestrial Tones,
Matthew Halsall,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Pretty Things,
The Seeds,
Clear Light,
The Stooges,
The Evens,
Das Ding,
Mission of Burma,
The Skatalites,
Public Enemy,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Divine Comedy,
Throbbing Gristle,
Mars,
the Germs,
Robert Görl,
Jandek,
Cybotron,
Rites of Spring,
Bob Dylan,
Joe Smooth,
Rhythm & Sound,
Thompson Twins,
The American Breed,
Kool Moe Dee,
Agent Orange,
Dorothy Ashby,
Lakeside,
B.T. Express,
Piero Umiliani,
Drive Like Jehu,
The United States of America, The United States of America, The United States of America, The United States of America.
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.