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 United States and from Calgary.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the sitar 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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic to the rap 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 The Offenders. All the underground hits.
All Joe Smooth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Smoke record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 theremin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The J.B.'s record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jeff Mills,
Desert Stars,
Terrestrial Tones,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Walker Brothers,
Joe Smooth,
Deadbeat,
Bauhaus,
Flash Fearless,
Jandek,
The Golliwogs,
China Crisis,
Fluxion,
The Remains,
T. Rex,
Dennis Brown,
ABC,
In Retrospect,
Aswad,
Agent Orange,
The Grass Roots,
Vainqueur,
Gichy Dan,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Dead C,
Andrew Hill,
Mad Mike,
The Cramps,
Jerry's Kids,
8 Eyed Spy,
Zapp,
Avey Tare,
Curtis Mayfield,
Ken Boothe,
Young Marble Giants,
Fad Gadget,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Bad Manners,
Johnny Clarke,
Gerry Rafferty,
Urselle,
Glambeats Corp.,
Amon Düül,
Quadrant,
These Immortal Souls,
Chris & Cosey,
Agitation Free,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Animal Collective,
The Victims,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Theoretical Girls,
Ten City,
John Holt,
Dave Gahan,
the Slits,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Leonard Cohen,
Stereo Dub,
The Skatalites,
Yusef Lateef,
Funkadelic,
James Chance & The Contortions, James Chance & The Contortions, James Chance & The Contortions, James Chance & The Contortions.
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.