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 Bhutan and from Bremen.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 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 Jeru the Damaja to the rock 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 The Vogues. All the underground hits.
All Quantec tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Prince Buster record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kool Moe Dee record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kool Moe Dee,
Trumans Water,
Maleditus Sound,
The Skatalites,
Swell Maps,
Soft Machine,
Circle Jerks,
Tommy Roe,
Nik Kershaw,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Lou Christie,
Deadbeat,
Boogie Down Productions,
David Bowie,
Michelle Simonal,
Dorothy Ashby,
Archie Shepp,
Dark Day,
The Zeros,
The Seeds,
Gil Scott Heron,
T. Rex,
Nico,
Spandau Ballet,
Jerry's Kids,
Liliput,
The Gories,
Derrick Morgan,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Jandek,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Colin Newman,
Joey Negro,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Cramps,
Pole,
Marvin Gaye,
Grandmaster Flash,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Suburban Knight,
Tubeway Army,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Smiths,
Donny Hathaway,
Cecil Taylor,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Slackers,
The Litter,
The Alarm Clocks,
Tropical Tobacco,
Darondo,
Guru Guru,
Peter and Kerry,
OOIOO,
Nick Fraelich,
the Human League,
The Sound,
X-Ray Spex,
Sandy B,
The Pop Group,
Stetsasonic,
John Lydon,
Rapeman, Rapeman, Rapeman, Rapeman.
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.