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 Venezuela and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Funky Four + One to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Big Daddy Kane. All the underground hits.
All Junior Murvin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kenny Larkin record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Dave Clark Five record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scrapy,
Technova,
The Neon Judgement,
Idris Muhammad,
Mars,
Sex Pistols,
Sexual Harrassment,
MDC,
OOIOO,
Aloha Tigers,
Slave,
Pierre Henry,
B.T. Express,
Nico,
Radiohead,
Radio Birdman,
The Grass Roots,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Index,
Chrome,
Agitation Free,
Bad Manners,
Negative Approach,
Index,
New York Dolls,
Gang of Four,
The Zeros,
Black Pus,
The Black Dice,
Oblivians,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Chris Corsano,
Soft Machine,
The Blues Magoos,
The Skatalites,
Audionom,
Black Moon,
Brand Nubian,
Eve St. Jones,
The Dave Clark Five,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
JFA,
Soul Sonic Force,
Hoover,
Kool Moe Dee,
Clear Light,
Matthew Halsall,
Kenny Larkin,
KRS-One,
Joensuu 1685,
Man Eating Sloth,
Deepchord,
Flamin' Groovies,
Todd Terry,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Letta Mbulu,
Stockholm Monsters,
Television Personalities,
Guru Guru,
Wire,
the Association,
Albert Ayler,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.