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 Malaysia and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 Stockholm and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 sitar 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 Banda Bassotti to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 AZ. All the underground hits.
All The Fall tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gil Scott Heron 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a MC5 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
London Community Gospel Choir,
Porter Ricks,
Surgeon,
Avey Tare,
The Golliwogs,
Hashim,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Electric Prunes,
Glambeats Corp.,
DJ Style,
Kerri Chandler,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Mad Mike,
Rites of Spring,
Anakelly,
Ralphi Rosario,
Glenn Branca,
The Dave Clark Five,
Nirvana,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Sound,
Eve St. Jones,
Moebius,
Marmalade,
Mr. Review,
June Days,
Rekid,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Moody Blues,
Janne Schatter,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Pylon,
Ice-T,
Easy Going,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Delon & Dalcan,
Harmonia,
Bill Wells,
Throbbing Gristle,
Dorothy Ashby,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Alphaville,
8 Eyed Spy,
Aaron Thompson,
Harry Pussy,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Pantaleimon,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Black Pus,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Sound Behaviour,
Blancmange,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Lou Christie,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Eli Mardock,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Leaves,
Yaz,
Pharoah Sanders,
Underground Resistance,
Popol Vuh,
Archie Shepp, Archie Shepp, Archie Shepp, Archie Shepp.
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.