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 Egypt and from Halifax.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 oboe 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 The Fire Engines to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Fat Boys. All the underground hits.
All Scan 7 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Thee Headcoats record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Quadrant record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camberwell Now,
Pylon,
Fela Kuti,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Piero Umiliani,
Frankie Knuckles,
Aural Exciters,
Lindisfarne,
Outsiders,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Qualms,
World's Most,
Skaos,
Prince Buster,
The Birthday Party,
The Mummies,
Jeff Mills,
The Seeds,
Rhythm & Sound,
Dorothy Ashby,
The New Christs,
Jerry's Kids,
Amon Düül,
Newcleus,
Tommy Roe,
Patti Smith,
Lalo Schifrin,
Albert Ayler,
Pagans,
Harpers Bizarre,
Mad Mike,
Jawbox,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
the Bar-Kays,
Tom Boy,
The Stooges,
Grey Daturas,
Lebanon Hanover,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Thompson Twins,
Roy Ayers,
H. Thieme,
KRS-One,
Harry Pussy,
Bootsy Collins,
Jacob Miller,
the Normal,
Vainqueur,
Andrew Hill,
T.S.O.L.,
Infiniti,
Von Mondo,
The Pop Group,
Guru Guru,
Cal Tjader,
Pulsallama,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Toasters,
Eve St. Jones,
Main Source,
The Fuzztones,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic.
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.