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 Uganda and from Mexico City.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Anthony Braxton to the rap 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 Lindisfarne. All the underground hits.
All the Soft Cell tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Warren Ellis 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a CMW record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Isaac Hayes,
Whodini,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Skaos,
The Offenders,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Tears for Fears,
Godley & Creme,
Subhumans,
This Heat,
David Bowie,
Ossler,
Mark Hollis,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Curtis Mayfield,
Magma,
Pussy Galore,
Roxette,
James White and The Blacks,
Avey Tare,
Minor Threat,
Rites of Spring,
Accadde A,
Iggy Pop,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Nas,
Infiniti,
Joe Smooth,
Eric B and Rakim,
Desert Stars,
Deepchord,
Anthony Braxton,
Leonard Cohen,
Index,
The Monochrome Set,
Vainqueur,
Jimmy McGriff,
Audionom,
The Techniques,
Warren Ellis,
Robert Hood,
Bush Tetras,
Reuben Wilson,
Lindisfarne,
Drexciya,
New York Dolls,
Camberwell Now,
Barclay James Harvest,
Scion,
The Monks,
Television,
Fela Kuti,
Girls At Our Best!,
Rotary Connection,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Absolute Body Control,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Negative Approach,
KRS-One,
Aaron Thompson,
Cymande,
Gong, Gong, Gong, Gong.
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.