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 Mexico and from Spokane.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Manchester.
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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Pantaleimon to the grime 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 Brick. All the underground hits.
All FM Einheit tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every June of 44 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gichy Dan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Robert Hood,
Underground Resistance,
Thompson Twins,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Suburban Knight,
Eddi Front,
Agent Orange,
the Germs,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Clear Light,
Severed Heads,
Procol Harum,
The Five Americans,
Boz Scaggs,
Rekid,
The Selecter,
Sun City Girls,
Soul II Soul,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Pharoah Sanders,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Eli Mardock,
Janne Schatter,
Sam Rivers,
Lyres,
Lee Hazlewood,
Wasted Youth,
Crooked Eye,
Flipper,
Girls At Our Best!,
Public Enemy,
Wire,
Porter Ricks,
Monks,
Jandek,
The Alarm Clocks,
Bobby Womack,
Zero Boys,
The Cramps,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Skatalites,
Brand Nubian,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Barclay James Harvest,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Spoonie Gee,
the Bar-Kays,
Lungfish,
Suicide,
Junior Murvin,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Electric Prunes,
the Soft Cell,
Alice Coltrane,
Television,
Flamin' Groovies,
Arab on Radar,
Eric Dolphy,
Terry Callier,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Sex Pistols, Sex Pistols, Sex Pistols, Sex Pistols.
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.