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 Gabon and from Tokyo.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 chamberlin 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 Bill Wells to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Flash Fearless. All the underground hits.
All Byron Stingily tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Steve Hackett 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bizarre Inc. record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marine Girls,
The Neon Judgement,
Aswad,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Lower 48,
Pylon,
The Residents,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Morten Harket,
Blake Baxter,
The Blackbyrds,
Average White Band,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Gories,
The Skatalites,
Black Bananas,
The Cramps,
Funky Four + One,
Surgeon,
Tommy Roe,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Porter Ricks,
Joy Division,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Gabor Szabo,
Mo-Dettes,
Supertramp,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Q and Not U,
Aloha Tigers,
The Detroit Cobras,
Index,
Scan 7,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Traffic Nightmare,
Gil Scott Heron,
Laurel Aitken,
Ten City,
Toni Rubio,
Scrapy,
Joey Negro,
E-Dancer,
The Cure,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Beasts of Bourbon,
DJ Sneak,
Electric Prunes,
T.S.O.L.,
10cc,
Section 25,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Leaves,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Count Five,
PIL,
Bluetip,
Danielle Patucci,
Davy DMX,
Marmalade,
The Walker Brothers,
The Durutti Column,
Hardrive,
Chris Corsano, Chris Corsano, Chris Corsano, Chris Corsano.
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.