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 Bangladesh and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Avey Tare to the rock 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 Bootsy Collins. All the underground hits.
All Suicide tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Andrew Hill record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 snare and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Modern Lovers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Guru Guru,
The Last Poets,
Siglo XX,
Sonny Sharrock,
K-Klass,
Essential Logic,
D'Angelo,
48th St. Collective,
Whodini,
The Sonics,
The Pretty Things,
The Dead C,
Moebius,
Barry Ungar,
Toni Rubio,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Busters,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
OOIOO,
Roxette,
The New Christs,
Todd Terry,
Ice-T,
Aswad,
Jerry's Kids,
The Invisible,
the Slits,
Dorothy Ashby,
Deepchord,
X-101,
Surgeon,
The Sound,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Black Moon,
Boredoms,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Godley & Creme,
Ossler,
Quando Quango,
Yellowson,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Scan 7,
Nick Fraelich,
Faraquet,
The Zeros,
Spandau Ballet,
Althea and Donna,
The Selecter,
Eric Copeland,
The Moleskins,
Crispian St. Peters,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
R.M.O.,
Tom Boy,
Joy Division,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Blackbyrds,
Scientists,
Schoolly D,
Mr. Review,
Matthew Bourne,
Robert Görl,
Fat Boys, Fat Boys, Fat Boys, Fat Boys.
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.