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 Kuwait and from Mumbai.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 The Gap Band to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Wings. All the underground hits.
All The Slackers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Germs 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Derrick Morgan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Janne Schatter,
Funkadelic,
The Happenings,
The Skatalites,
Wolf Eyes,
Fad Gadget,
Wire,
Girls At Our Best!,
Derrick Morgan,
Black Pus,
The Martian,
Albert Ayler,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Duran Duran,
The Mojo Men,
Mad Mike,
The Sound,
Sonic Youth,
Grandmaster Flash,
Deadbeat,
Connie Case,
Rekid,
Ronan,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Qualms,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Alice Coltrane,
Aswad,
Jandek,
The Fire Engines,
Al Stewart,
Echospace,
New York Dolls,
Byron Stingily,
Silicon Teens,
Unrelated Segments,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Mary Jane Girls,
Cluster,
Spoonie Gee,
Sonny Sharrock,
Pulsallama,
Davy DMX,
Siglo XX,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Masters at Work,
Bobby Womack,
Main Source,
The Moody Blues,
Aaron Thompson,
Chris & Cosey,
Ultravox,
Lou Reed,
Howard Jones,
Agitation Free,
Maurizio,
Agent Orange,
Cecil Taylor,
JFA,
Gregory Isaacs,
Unwound,
Urselle,
X-101, X-101, X-101, X-101.
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.