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 Ghana and from Sao Paulo.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Prince Buster to the jazz 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 Buzzcocks. All the underground hits.
All Q65 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every ABC 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Albert Ayler record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Curtis Mayfield,
FM Einheit,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Josef K,
Joensuu 1685,
Janne Schatter,
Quando Quango,
John Lydon,
Isaac Hayes,
Moebius,
Con Funk Shun,
Dark Day,
DNA,
Anthony Braxton,
Spoonie Gee,
Erasure,
Qualms,
Kenny Larkin,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Black Moon,
Warsaw,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Mojo Men,
Alton Ellis,
Joyce Sims,
Public Image Ltd.,
Pussy Galore,
Trumans Water,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Hardrive,
Rekid,
Clear Light,
kango's stein massive,
Todd Rundgren,
Derrick Morgan,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Arcadia,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Fat Boys,
The Victims,
The Monochrome Set,
Joey Negro,
Public Enemy,
Rites of Spring,
Massinfluence,
Ultra Naté,
Gabor Szabo,
The Saints,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
the Slits,
Funky Four + One,
The Modern Lovers,
Bill Wells,
Rosa Yemen,
Bluetip,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Loose Ends,
Eden Ahbez,
Peter & Gordon, Peter & Gordon, Peter & Gordon, Peter & Gordon.
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.