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 Serbia and from Madrid.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Los Fastidios to the jazz 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 D'Angelo. All the underground hits.
All Ajijia Myrayebe tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Litter 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wings record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nirvana,
ABC,
Metal Thangz,
Joe Finger,
Clear Light,
Radiohead,
Delta 5,
U.S. Maple,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Mark Hollis,
Intrusion,
Shuggie Otis,
Half Japanese,
The Associates,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Steve Hackett,
Eric Dolphy,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Max Romeo,
Marshall Jefferson,
Hoover,
Ossler,
Eric B and Rakim,
Lou Christie,
Youth Brigade,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
DNA,
Lucky Dragons,
Guru Guru,
Negative Approach,
Bang On A Can,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Dorothy Ashby,
Kenny Larkin,
Pharoah Sanders,
Fela Kuti,
Johnny Osbourne,
Dennis Brown,
PIL,
Anthony Braxton,
Soft Cell,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Jesper Dahlback,
Visage,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Brand Nubian,
Tears for Fears,
Supertramp,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Motorama,
Susan Cadogan,
Ten City,
Blossom Toes,
The Seeds,
Rod Modell,
the Soft Cell,
John Holt,
Black Sheep,
Essential Logic,
The Cure,
Drexciya,
Minutemen,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience.
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.