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 Burkina and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Chocolate Watch Band to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Sparks. All the underground hits.
All The Jesus and Mary Chain tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Little Man 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Vainqueur record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Mojo Men,
Sister Nancy,
Rotary Connection,
Sonny Sharrock,
Icehouse,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Maurizio,
Marcia Griffiths,
10cc,
Roxette,
Connie Case,
Talk Talk,
Cameo,
Essential Logic,
Japan,
The Busters,
Derrick Morgan,
Tim Buckley,
The Saints,
David McCallum,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
EPMD,
The Modern Lovers,
The Vogues,
The Buckinghams,
KRS-One,
Crime,
Rapeman,
Quando Quango,
Black Flag,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Visage,
Delta 5,
June Days,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Bauhaus,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Idris Muhammad,
Warren Ellis,
The Dead C,
Malaria!,
The Skatalites,
Girls At Our Best!,
Young Marble Giants,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
E-Dancer,
The Evens,
Arcadia,
The Alarm Clocks,
Soulsonic Force,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Sex Pistols,
Gang Gang Dance,
Rod Modell,
Eli Mardock,
Intrusion,
Sixth Finger,
the Swans,
Whodini,
Kurtis Blow,
Monolake,
Bobby Womack,
Public Enemy, Public Enemy, Public Enemy, Public Enemy.
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.