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 Guatemala and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Birthday Party to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 La Düsseldorf. All the underground hits.
All Sparks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sister Nancy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Essential Logic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The American Breed,
Schoolly D,
The Litter,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Skaos,
Crooked Eye,
Joey Negro,
Vainqueur,
The Modern Lovers,
Shoche,
Sister Nancy,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Camouflage,
Unrelated Segments,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Grass Roots,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Lou Reed,
Ultimate Spinach,
Neu!,
Piero Umiliani,
Chris Corsano,
Soul II Soul,
Minnie Riperton,
La Düsseldorf,
Idris Muhammad,
Harry Pussy,
Matthew Bourne,
John Cale,
The Kinks,
Nik Kershaw,
FM Einheit,
10cc,
Leonard Cohen,
Negative Approach,
The Skatalites,
Girls At Our Best!,
Black Bananas,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Saints,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
China Crisis,
Albert Ayler,
Jacob Miller,
The Tremeloes,
Section 25,
Alton Ellis,
Althea and Donna,
Gang Starr,
Symarip,
Nirvana,
The Zeros,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Charles Mingus,
Rapeman,
The Neon Judgement,
Basic Channel,
Pere Ubu,
Stiv Bators,
Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan.
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.