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 Turkey and from Lagos.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Spandau Ballet to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Reagan Youth. All the underground hits.
All The Mojo Men tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Robert Hood 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mary Jane Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
L. Decosne,
Man Eating Sloth,
Eli Mardock,
Chris Corsano,
Carl Craig,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Metal Thangz,
Gong,
Brand Nubian,
The Remains,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Delta 5,
La Düsseldorf,
Gang of Four,
Jeru the Damaja,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Quadrant,
The Beau Brummels,
Sandy B,
Flash Fearless,
Fugazi,
The Divine Comedy,
Marc Almond,
The Last Poets,
New Age Steppers,
The Monochrome Set,
Infiniti,
Basic Channel,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Easy Going,
Charles Mingus,
Sixth Finger,
Guru Guru,
The Blues Magoos,
Bob Dylan,
Laurel Aitken,
Johnny Osbourne,
Flipper,
Minor Threat,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Junior Murvin,
Wire,
The Dirtbombs,
Animal Collective,
Gang Green,
Grey Daturas,
The Offenders,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Unwound,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Deadbeat,
Funkadelic,
Lalo Schifrin,
Hasil Adkins,
DNA,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Donald Byrd,
Pole,
B.T. Express, B.T. Express, B.T. Express, B.T. Express.
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.