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 Togo and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in 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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Rapeman to the rap 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 Black Pus. All the underground hits.
All Curtis Mayfield tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Oneida record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Selector Dub Narcotic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eden Ahbez,
kango's stein massive,
Hardrive,
Liliput,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Lou Reed,
Sugar Minott,
Ten City,
The Remains,
Absolute Body Control,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Glenn Branca,
Ultra Naté,
Zapp,
The Cure,
Hot Snakes,
Peter & Gordon,
Dawn Penn,
Johnny Clarke,
Subhumans,
Radiopuhelimet,
T. Rex,
Maleditus Sound,
Thompson Twins,
Scion,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
A Certain Ratio,
Clear Light,
Frankie Knuckles,
Swans,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Bang On A Can,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Searchers,
Jeru the Damaja,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Mark Hollis,
Nation of Ulysses,
Brick,
Little Man,
48th St. Collective,
Eric Dolphy,
Marshall Jefferson,
Unrelated Segments,
Simply Red,
Pantaleimon,
These Immortal Souls,
Lightning Bolt,
The Five Americans,
Curtis Mayfield,
Don Cherry,
Technova,
Dorothy Ashby,
Marcia Griffiths,
Blake Baxter,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Sun City Girls,
Scott Walker,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
MDC,
Sandy B, Sandy B, Sandy B, Sandy B.
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.