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 Lebanon and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 clarinet 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 Sun Ra to the grime 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 Yaz. All the underground hits.
All Lebanon Hanover tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Groovy Waters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ornette Coleman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Godley & Creme,
The Mummies,
Piero Umiliani,
Ice-T,
Joy Division,
The Young Rascals,
Sex Pistols,
Altered Images,
Anthony Braxton,
Bronski Beat,
The Grass Roots,
Bill Near,
FM Einheit,
Roxy Music,
Alton Ellis,
Young Marble Giants,
the Bar-Kays,
Gabor Szabo,
Judy Mowatt,
Wolf Eyes,
John Foxx,
Public Image Ltd.,
Black Flag,
Kerri Chandler,
Q and Not U,
The Angels of Light,
Minutemen,
Fluxion,
kango's stein massive,
Camouflage,
Idris Muhammad,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Pole,
June Days,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Monks,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Lower 48,
Rapeman,
Groovy Waters,
Slick Rick,
Subhumans,
The Doors,
Moss Icon,
Section 25,
Stiv Bators,
Harpers Bizarre,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Todd Terry,
Neu!,
E-Dancer,
Little Man,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Gil Scott Heron,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Faust,
the Fania All-Stars,
China Crisis,
Freddie Wadling,
Black Sheep,
Brothers Johnson, Brothers Johnson, Brothers Johnson, Brothers Johnson.
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.