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 Mauritius and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the 808 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 Lucky Dragons to the techno 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 Sound Behaviour. All the underground hits.
All La Düsseldorf tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fatback Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fugs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Radiohead,
The Gories,
Tomorrow,
The Cure,
Inner City,
Joe Finger,
Godley & Creme,
The Zeros,
Colin Newman,
The Young Rascals,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Dark Day,
Rosa Yemen,
Slave,
Das Ding,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Eric Dolphy,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Kurtis Blow,
Popol Vuh,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Fuzztones,
Ralphi Rosario,
Soul II Soul,
Funky Four + One,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Cymande,
The Alarm Clocks,
Shuggie Otis,
X-Ray Spex,
Pagans,
Alison Limerick,
David Axelrod,
The Neon Judgement,
Nik Kershaw,
Los Fastidios,
The Pop Group,
Q and Not U,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Black Dice,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Surgeon,
Brand Nubian,
Traffic Nightmare,
Thompson Twins,
Gil Scott Heron,
Desert Stars,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Terrestrial Tones,
Urselle,
Lindisfarne,
Gabor Szabo,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Cramps,
Minor Threat,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Residents,
Crispian St. Peters,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Procol Harum,
Charles Mingus,
Glambeats Corp.,
Swans, Swans, Swans, Swans.
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.