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 Poland and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Columbus.
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 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 Fugs to the techno kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Ronnie Foster. All the underground hits.
All Rapeman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dual Sessions 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 clarinet and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bronski Beat record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
cv313,
the Normal,
Gastr Del Sol,
Audionom,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Robert Görl,
Main Source,
Heaven 17,
Qualms,
Ultimate Spinach,
Todd Rundgren,
Yellowson,
Agitation Free,
The Offenders,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Vladislav Delay,
kango's stein massive,
Vainqueur,
Silicon Teens,
Soul II Soul,
ABC,
The New Christs,
Sandy B,
Ken Boothe,
Kerri Chandler,
Anthony Braxton,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Lou Reed,
Moss Icon,
Skarface,
The Divine Comedy,
Sam Rivers,
Jesper Dahlback,
Brass Construction,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Fat Boys,
Neu!,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Aural Exciters,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Zeros,
Camouflage,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
In Retrospect,
Kurtis Blow,
The Knickerbockers,
KRS-One,
Barbara Tucker,
David Axelrod,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
D'Angelo,
One Last Wish,
Siglo XX,
Metal Thangz,
Barrington Levy,
The Cosmic Jokers,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Sexual Harrassment,
Half Japanese,
Rhythm & Sound,
Mission of Burma,
Boz Scaggs,
Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan.
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.