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 Tuvalu and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
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 David McCallum to the rap 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 Vaughan Mason & Crew. All the underground hits.
All Traffic Nightmare tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 808 and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eve St. Jones record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
KRS-One,
The Invisible,
Crispian St. Peters,
Kool Moe Dee,
Essential Logic,
Michelle Simonal,
Bobby Womack,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Raincoats,
the Germs,
Barry Ungar,
Ultimate Spinach,
Derrick Morgan,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Fortunes,
the Association,
Absolute Body Control,
Gil Scott Heron,
Ten City,
ABBA,
Cluster,
Basic Channel,
the Bar-Kays,
Robert Görl,
B.T. Express,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Henry Cow,
Lucky Dragons,
FM Einheit,
Aloha Tigers,
Subhumans,
The Kinks,
The J.B.'s,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Gun Club,
The Human League,
The Gories,
The Victims,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Excepter,
Maurizio,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Mars,
Godley & Creme,
Nirvana,
Crispy Ambulance,
Joyce Sims,
The Stooges,
Soul Sonic Force,
ABC,
Judy Mowatt,
Wings,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Spoonie Gee,
Can,
Arcadia,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Urselle,
The Black Dice, The Black Dice, The Black Dice, The Black Dice.
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.