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 Uzbekistan and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Infiniti to the funk 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 Cecil Taylor. All the underground hits.
All KRS-One tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ultra Naté 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rahsaan Roland Kirk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stiv Bators,
Quadrant,
The Techniques,
Aswad,
Pulsallama,
Rhythm & Sound,
Hashim,
A Certain Ratio,
the Fania All-Stars,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Schoolly D,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Cowsills,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
the Human League,
Boogie Down Productions,
Theoretical Girls,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Nik Kershaw,
The Moody Blues,
Television Personalities,
Fela Kuti,
Mark Hollis,
Scrapy,
Roxy Music,
The Sound,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Todd Rundgren,
Brass Construction,
The Music Machine,
Lou Christie,
Kas Product,
The Gories,
Zero Boys,
Soul Sonic Force,
Laurel Aitken,
Barbara Tucker,
Wasted Youth,
The Fuzztones,
Michelle Simonal,
Shuggie Otis,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Icehouse,
The Beau Brummels,
Average White Band,
LL Cool J,
Byron Stingily,
Rekid,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Colin Newman,
U.S. Maple,
the Swans,
Gang of Four,
Curtis Mayfield,
Marshall Jefferson,
Cecil Taylor,
Nas,
Accadde A, Accadde A, Accadde A, Accadde A.
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.