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 Algeria and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in 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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam to the punk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Roy Ayers. All the underground hits.
All Stockholm Monsters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Excepter 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a In Retrospect record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rekid,
Subhumans,
Livin' Joy,
Skaos,
Brand Nubian,
David McCallum,
The Happenings,
Brothers Johnson,
The Music Machine,
Quantec,
Fatback Band,
Jesper Dahlback,
Jeff Mills,
Black Pus,
Sister Nancy,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Fela Kuti,
E-Dancer,
The Stooges,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Sound,
The Electric Prunes,
John Coltrane,
Q and Not U,
Theoretical Girls,
Malaria!,
Eric Copeland,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Associates,
10cc,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Darondo,
The Shadows of Knight,
Dead Boys,
Model 500,
The Fall,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Kayak,
Joyce Sims,
the Slits,
Jerry's Kids,
New Order,
China Crisis,
The Martian,
Deepchord,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Soul II Soul,
Flamin' Groovies,
Michelle Simonal,
The Velvet Underground,
Ken Boothe,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Cramps,
The Gap Band,
The Cowsills,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Sixth Finger,
Japan,
Pharoah Sanders,
Qualms,
Fort Wilson Riot, Fort Wilson Riot, Fort Wilson Riot, Fort Wilson Riot.
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.