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 St Kitts & Nevis and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Litter to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Sam Rivers. All the underground hits.
All Malaria! tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jerry's Kids record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eric Dolphy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lebanon Hanover,
Porter Ricks,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Skaos,
Moss Icon,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Busters,
Sexual Harrassment,
Peter & Gordon,
Urselle,
Ultimate Spinach,
Junior Murvin,
Toni Rubio,
Amazonics,
Ultra Naté,
Minny Pops,
Bobby Byrd,
Rotary Connection,
Gabor Szabo,
Robert Hood,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Qualms,
Gregory Isaacs,
Crooked Eye,
Audionom,
Minutemen,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
DJ Sneak,
The Smoke,
Magazine,
The Young Rascals,
PIL,
Agitation Free,
Marvin Gaye,
Donny Hathaway,
Joey Negro,
Delon & Dalcan,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Joe Finger,
Radio Birdman,
Cymande,
Parry Music,
Yaz,
Quadrant,
Iggy Pop,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Mark Hollis,
Dead Boys,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Johnny Clarke,
New York Dolls,
These Immortal Souls,
Leonard Cohen,
Blossom Toes,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Quantec,
the Germs,
Camberwell Now,
Cybotron,
48th St. Collective, 48th St. Collective, 48th St. Collective, 48th St. Collective.
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.