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 Turkey and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Ornette Coleman. All the underground hits.
All The Tremeloes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Vladislav Delay 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
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 Public Enemy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Moebius,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Invisible,
Gabor Szabo,
Mark Hollis,
Technova,
Schoolly D,
Kool Moe Dee,
Idris Muhammad,
Prince Buster,
Gang Starr,
The Flesh Eaters,
Cymande,
Groovy Waters,
Soulsonic Force,
Matthew Bourne,
Bizarre Inc.,
Ice-T,
The Knickerbockers,
Delta 5,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Alphaville,
Black Flag,
Minnie Riperton,
Junior Murvin,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Darondo,
Dawn Penn,
The Mojo Men,
Toni Rubio,
The Motions,
Cal Tjader,
Danielle Patucci,
Kaleidoscope,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Tremeloes,
8 Eyed Spy,
Main Source,
Suburban Knight,
One Last Wish,
Harry Pussy,
The Evens,
Guru Guru,
the Swans,
Trumans Water,
Chris & Cosey,
Tomorrow,
The Fuzztones,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Kinks,
Kayak,
John Coltrane,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Warren Ellis,
Dual Sessions,
Funkadelic,
Sun City Girls,
Shuggie Otis,
The Neon Judgement,
Shoche,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Last Poets, The Last Poets, The Last Poets, The Last Poets.
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.