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 Morocco and from Manila.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the rhodes 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 The Blackbyrds to the rap kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Idris Muhammad. All the underground hits.
All Bronski Beat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Blancmange record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soulsonic Force record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric Dolphy,
Newcleus,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Vainqueur,
The Move,
Eric B and Rakim,
cv313,
Parry Music,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Gladiators,
Zero Boys,
Minutemen,
The Martian,
Derrick Morgan,
Sugar Minott,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
L. Decosne,
Ossler,
Yusef Lateef,
Cheater Slicks,
ABBA,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Livin' Joy,
OOIOO,
Echospace,
Tears for Fears,
Bizarre Inc.,
John Lydon,
Urselle,
The Divine Comedy,
Gang of Four,
New Order,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Mary Jane Girls,
Saccharine Trust,
The Skatalites,
Sound Behaviour,
the Normal,
Marcia Griffiths,
MDC,
The Neon Judgement,
David Bowie,
This Heat,
the Bar-Kays,
In Retrospect,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Stetsasonic,
Swell Maps,
Pulsallama,
Oneida,
The J.B.'s,
Soul Sonic Force,
Suburban Knight,
Thompson Twins,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Junior Murvin,
Ken Boothe,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Moss Icon,
Letta Mbulu,
Hardrive, Hardrive, Hardrive, Hardrive.
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.