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 Russia and from Taipei.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Severed Heads to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Prince Buster. All the underground hits.
All Sonny Sharrock tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Audionom record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 linndrum and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delon & Dalcan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kerrie Biddell,
Zero Boys,
Faraquet,
The Raincoats,
Andrew Hill,
Trumans Water,
Ponytail,
Tres Demented,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
48th St. Collective,
Tom Boy,
Excepter,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Jandek,
Shuggie Otis,
Camberwell Now,
The Monochrome Set,
Fugazi,
Icehouse,
Crispian St. Peters,
Gong,
The Sound,
Index,
Echospace,
Unrelated Segments,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Mark Hollis,
Junior Murvin,
Piero Umiliani,
Matthew Bourne,
the Fania All-Stars,
Skarface,
Q and Not U,
X-102,
Model 500,
Bad Manners,
John Cale,
Ronnie Foster,
Intrusion,
Aswad,
The Fugs,
Joensuu 1685,
Amon Düül II,
The Fall,
Malaria!,
Heaven 17,
Michelle Simonal,
Aural Exciters,
Duran Duran,
Amon Düül,
John Coltrane,
David McCallum,
Barrington Levy,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
June of 44,
Young Marble Giants,
CMW,
KRS-One, KRS-One, KRS-One, KRS-One.
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.