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 Fiji and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 organ 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 Dennis Brown to the rap kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 The Last Poets. All the underground hits.
All Liliput tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Flag record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Black Sheep record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Barry Ungar,
Monolake,
Kurtis Blow,
Outsiders,
Cymande,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Smog,
Jeff Lynne,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Alphaville,
Jesper Dahlback,
MC5,
EPMD,
Gerry Rafferty,
cv313,
Harry Pussy,
Radiopuhelimet,
Angry Samoans,
The Velvet Underground,
Television,
Hasil Adkins,
Sam Rivers,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Red Krayola,
Danielle Patucci,
The Flesh Eaters,
Sandy B,
Tomorrow,
Siglo XX,
Anthony Braxton,
Laurel Aitken,
Q65,
Radio Birdman,
Can,
Little Man,
The Modern Lovers,
The Sound,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Hoover,
Cluster,
The United States of America,
Albert Ayler,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Parry Music,
Nils Olav,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Index,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Ronnie Foster,
La Düsseldorf,
Dave Gahan,
Royal Trux,
Jawbox,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Bluetip,
Ludus,
Connie Case,
The Sonics,
Second Layer,
The Busters,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap.
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.