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 Nepal and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Darondo to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Quantec. All the underground hits.
All Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rotary Connection record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jacob Miller record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba 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?
D'Angelo,
Japan,
JFA,
the Association,
Dennis Brown,
Smog,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Curtis Mayfield,
Josef K,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Rufus Thomas,
Scrapy,
Wire,
Ralphi Rosario,
Bizarre Inc.,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Rhythm & Sound,
Alice Coltrane,
Pole,
Sparks,
Lebanon Hanover,
Aaron Thompson,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Radiopuhelimet,
Eve St. Jones,
Wolf Eyes,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Magma,
Pagans,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Porter Ricks,
The Raincoats,
Donald Byrd,
Barclay James Harvest,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Fatback Band,
Yellowson,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Khruangbin,
Fad Gadget,
Archie Shepp,
Basic Channel,
Shoche,
The Toasters,
Lucky Dragons,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Kevin Saunderson,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Agent Orange,
Beasts of Bourbon,
48th St. Collective,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
John Lydon,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Suicide,
Marc Almond,
Interpol,
Susan Cadogan,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Theoretical Girls,
Royal Trux,
Rhythim Is Rhythim, Rhythim Is Rhythim, Rhythim Is Rhythim, Rhythim Is Rhythim.
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.