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 El Salvador and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 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 Marshall Jefferson to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 The Busters. All the underground hits.
All Fatback Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Mummies record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Adolescents record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camberwell Now,
A Certain Ratio,
Letta Mbulu,
Boz Scaggs,
Maurizio,
The Gories,
Cybotron,
Lalann,
Joe Smooth,
Yellowson,
U.S. Maple,
Vainqueur,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
John Holt,
The Detroit Cobras,
Zapp,
The Standells,
Minny Pops,
Fad Gadget,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Public Image Ltd.,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Organ,
Marc Almond,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Rakim,
Aswad,
The Neon Judgement,
Pylon,
The Happenings,
Aloha Tigers,
Ralphi Rosario,
Dave Gahan,
The Skatalites,
Royal Trux,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Ludus,
kango's stein massive,
Easy Going,
Groovy Waters,
Bill Near,
Porter Ricks,
Cameo,
Flamin' Groovies,
Spandau Ballet,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Vogues,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Monochrome Set,
Amon Düül II,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Lakeside,
Funky Four + One,
Scientists,
Joy Division,
AZ,
Anthony Braxton, Anthony Braxton, Anthony Braxton, Anthony Braxton.
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.