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 Zambia and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle 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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines to the techno 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 Quadrant. All the underground hits.
All The Index tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Faraquet 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fear record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sonny Sharrock,
Little Man,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Joensuu 1685,
The Angels of Light,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Nils Olav,
Sarah Menescal,
Public Image Ltd.,
Marvin Gaye,
Hot Snakes,
Quantec,
the Slits,
Stiv Bators,
Flamin' Groovies,
kango's stein massive,
Jawbox,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Lakeside,
Theoretical Girls,
Rod Modell,
Roxette,
Bill Wells,
Mission of Burma,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Robert Wyatt,
Brick,
Rakim,
David Axelrod,
Mr. Review,
Ohio Players,
Surgeon,
Joey Negro,
Urselle,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Cymande,
Jeru the Damaja,
Archie Shepp,
Ken Boothe,
Underground Resistance,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Cheater Slicks,
Tubeway Army,
New York Dolls,
Black Sheep,
Cluster,
Thompson Twins,
Black Moon,
The Mummies,
DJ Sneak,
Fatback Band,
Panda Bear,
Neil Young,
Hashim,
Basic Channel,
Skriet,
Sight & Sound,
Gang Starr,
Scrapy,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Aaron Thompson,
Sun City Girls,
Japan,
The Last Poets, The Last Poets, The Last Poets, The Last Poets.
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.