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 Haiti and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Newcleus to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Reagan Youth. All the underground hits.
All Henry Cow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grandmaster Flash 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 chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Agitation Free record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sonny Sharrock,
Wire,
Eve St. Jones,
L. Decosne,
Crash Course in Science,
Ohio Players,
New Age Steppers,
Sex Pistols,
The Knickerbockers,
Sugar Minott,
Jesper Dahlback,
Michelle Simonal,
Stereo Dub,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Marmalade,
Make Up,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Q and Not U,
Eric Dolphy,
Mo-Dettes,
Joensuu 1685,
Suburban Knight,
The J.B.'s,
The Moleskins,
Minor Threat,
The Gap Band,
The Count Five,
Zero Boys,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
The Monochrome Set,
Magma,
Drexciya,
Aswad,
Toni Rubio,
KRS-One,
Swell Maps,
Babytalk,
Ash Ra Tempel,
David McCallum,
Rhythm & Sound,
Sam Rivers,
Frankie Knuckles,
Tubeway Army,
Flash Fearless,
Chris & Cosey,
The Fuzztones,
X-101,
Kevin Saunderson,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Flipper,
The Angels of Light,
Scientists,
The Star Department,
Robert Wyatt,
Radiopuhelimet,
the Germs,
Thompson Twins,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Gichy Dan, Gichy Dan, Gichy Dan, Gichy Dan.
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.