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 Libya and from Halifax.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Wasted Youth 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 Angels of Light & Akron/Family. All the underground hits.
All Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joensuu 1685 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 808 and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aloha Tigers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric B and Rakim,
ABC,
The Trojans,
Zero Boys,
New Order,
Althea and Donna,
MDC,
Spandau Ballet,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Walker Brothers,
Unrelated Segments,
Fugazi,
Bang On A Can,
Dawn Penn,
Lou Reed,
John Lydon,
Zapp,
Franke,
Index,
Junior Murvin,
Barrington Levy,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Tim Buckley,
The Grass Roots,
Nas,
New York Dolls,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
the Germs,
L. Decosne,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Patti Smith,
Brothers Johnson,
Swell Maps,
Wire,
The Knickerbockers,
Lightning Bolt,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Massinfluence,
Brand Nubian,
Wasted Youth,
Tom Boy,
World's Most,
The Gap Band,
Aaron Thompson,
Marcia Griffiths,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Public Enemy,
MC5,
Kool Moe Dee,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Shuggie Otis,
Television,
Technova,
Aswad,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Lungfish,
Nation of Ulysses,
The American Breed,
Sun Ra,
Reuben Wilson,
The Gories, The Gories, The Gories, The Gories.
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.