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 South Africa and from Salvador.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Bremen.
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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the snare 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 Brick to the funk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Todd Rundgren. All the underground hits.
All LL Cool J tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joyce Sims record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 808 and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Radio Birdman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marc Almond,
Sonny Sharrock,
Pharoah Sanders,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Amon Düül II,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Jeru the Damaja,
Aaron Thompson,
This Heat,
Don Cherry,
Connie Case,
Echospace,
Black Sheep,
Scott Walker,
Black Pus,
Delon & Dalcan,
Bootsy Collins,
Icehouse,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Vogues,
Hasil Adkins,
Peter and Kerry,
Shoche,
Stiv Bators,
The Barracudas,
Panda Bear,
Nirvana,
Lalann,
Eve St. Jones,
Scan 7,
Radio Birdman,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Jacob Miller,
R.M.O.,
Clear Light,
Schoolly D,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Lower 48,
MDC,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
8 Eyed Spy,
The New Christs,
The Fortunes,
Kerrie Biddell,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Faust,
The Names,
The Trojans,
Loose Ends,
Grauzone,
Kayak,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Fear,
Newcleus,
Hardrive,
Juan Atkins,
World's Most,
Ohio Players,
Warsaw,
X-Ray Spex,
ABBA, ABBA, ABBA, ABBA.
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.