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 Korea North and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 linndrum 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 The Royal Family And The Poor to the punk 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 Girls At Our Best!. All the underground hits.
All Grauzone tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gang Green 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kool Moe Dee record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joey Negro,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
OOIOO,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Reagan Youth,
Excepter,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Procol Harum,
Kerrie Biddell,
Franke,
Barry Ungar,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Chris Corsano,
The Last Poets,
The Monochrome Set,
Eve St. Jones,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Fugs,
Ohio Players,
Y Pants,
Harpers Bizarre,
Lindisfarne,
Delon & Dalcan,
the Sonics,
DJ Sneak,
Deepchord,
Jawbox,
Letta Mbulu,
The Pretty Things,
Derrick May,
The Fortunes,
Mad Mike,
Sun City Girls,
In Retrospect,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Todd Terry,
Blancmange,
Unrelated Segments,
Dorothy Ashby,
Pierre Henry,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Minutemen,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Amon Düül,
Brick,
Chris & Cosey,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Sonic Youth,
CMW,
kango's stein massive,
Swans,
Black Bananas,
Ken Boothe,
Inner City,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Kaleidoscope,
Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection.
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.