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 South Sudan and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Lalann to the disco 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 The New Christs. All the underground hits.
All Eric Dolphy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Terror Squad Feat. Camron 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Johnny Clarke record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Minnie Riperton,
Camouflage,
Marc Almond,
Warsaw,
Aaron Thompson,
The Young Rascals,
David McCallum,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Sparks,
Public Image Ltd.,
Radiohead,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Shadows of Knight,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Sällskapet,
Minny Pops,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Five Americans,
Inner City,
Ultravox,
the Association,
Drive Like Jehu,
Jacob Miller,
Barbara Tucker,
Idris Muhammad,
Camberwell Now,
Brick,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
MC5,
Terry Callier,
Black Pus,
Kevin Saunderson,
X-Ray Spex,
Andrew Hill,
Jawbox,
Barry Ungar,
Au Pairs,
The Offenders,
Drexciya,
Scott Walker,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Girls At Our Best!,
Lalann,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Roy Ayers,
Kaleidoscope,
Letta Mbulu,
X-102,
Adolescents,
Oneida,
Flipper,
Y Pants,
The Last Poets,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Quantec,
Sight & Sound,
The Happenings,
The Moody Blues,
The Neon Judgement,
Agent Orange,
Niagra,
Mark Hollis, Mark Hollis, Mark Hollis, Mark Hollis.
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.