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 Nicaragua and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Intrusion to the funk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Gichy Dan. All the underground hits.
All Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rhythim Is Rhythim record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 spring reverb and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Reagan Youth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Divine Comedy,
The Detroit Cobras,
Rhythm & Sound,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Fluxion,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Jimmy McGriff,
Patti Smith,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Motions,
In Retrospect,
Rakim,
Radiohead,
Boogie Down Productions,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Smiths,
Quadrant,
Talk Talk,
The J.B.'s,
The American Breed,
Graham Central Station,
Severed Heads,
Tubeway Army,
Essential Logic,
The Names,
LL Cool J,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Flesh Eaters,
Davy DMX,
Pulsallama,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Theoretical Girls,
Darondo,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Last Poets,
Soul II Soul,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Cameo,
Lyres,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Mission of Burma,
CMW,
Agent Orange,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Laurel Aitken,
Porter Ricks,
Crash Course in Science,
Bluetip,
Terry Callier,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Gun Club,
Warsaw,
Whodini,
The Searchers,
Bobbi Humphrey,
FM Einheit,
Kaleidoscope,
Jesper Dahlback, Jesper Dahlback, Jesper Dahlback, Jesper Dahlback.
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.