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 Sri Lanka and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Zapp to the grunge kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Lungfish. All the underground hits.
All Lindisfarne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mission of Burma record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 a marimba and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Funky Four + One record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Grass Roots,
Technova,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Ituana,
Bill Near,
Outsiders,
Aloha Tigers,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Sonics,
Toni Rubio,
Mark Hollis,
Anthony Braxton,
Robert Görl,
Fatback Band,
Amazonics,
Magma,
cv313,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Archie Shepp,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Spandau Ballet,
Radiohead,
Flipper,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Raincoats,
Flash Fearless,
Steve Hackett,
Harpers Bizarre,
the Fania All-Stars,
Joy Division,
Arab on Radar,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Smoke,
The Motions,
DNA,
Scientists,
The Pop Group,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Quantec,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Kaleidoscope,
The Five Americans,
Albert Ayler,
New Order,
FM Einheit,
Alison Limerick,
The Busters,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
PIL,
The Black Dice,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Second Layer,
Jawbox,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Music Machine,
The Selecter, The Selecter, The Selecter, The Selecter.
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.