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 Tajikistan and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Pharoah Sanders to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Sixth Finger. All the underground hits.
All Audionom 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 funk 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 synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alton Ellis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wings,
Yazoo,
The Fire Engines,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Thompson Twins,
The Cramps,
The Birthday Party,
The Litter,
Altered Images,
Average White Band,
Rotary Connection,
The Knickerbockers,
Qualms,
John Lydon,
Chris Corsano,
The Slackers,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Move,
Avey Tare,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Byron Stingily,
Amon Düül,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Lyres,
Scott Walker,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Moss Icon,
Malaria!,
Harry Pussy,
Dark Day,
Black Moon,
Al Stewart,
Young Marble Giants,
Junior Murvin,
The Leaves,
Arab on Radar,
Joyce Sims,
Barry Ungar,
Skaos,
World's Most,
China Crisis,
Warren Ellis,
Desert Stars,
Niagra,
Minor Threat,
48th St. Collective,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Electric Prunes,
Soul Sonic Force,
Anthony Braxton,
Dawn Penn,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Golliwogs,
Erykah Badu,
Colin Newman,
Barclay James Harvest,
Section 25,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Moby Grape,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Blancmange,
Essential Logic, Essential Logic, Essential Logic, Essential Logic.
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.