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 Spain and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 snare 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 Heaven 17 to the rock 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 Black Flag. All the underground hits.
All Soulsonic Force tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Chris & Cosey record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 guitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Brand Nubian record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Index,
Danielle Patucci,
The Neon Judgement,
Gil Scott Heron,
Rakim,
Bluetip,
The Alarm Clocks,
Josef K,
Tomorrow,
Unrelated Segments,
Sex Pistols,
Wings,
The Mojo Men,
Judy Mowatt,
Inner City,
Barry Ungar,
Jandek,
Eric Dolphy,
Lindisfarne,
Lower 48,
Shuggie Otis,
Deepchord,
Negative Approach,
Faraquet,
Minor Threat,
The Names,
Delon & Dalcan,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
CMW,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Gap Band,
The Music Machine,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
T. Rex,
Sixth Finger,
Black Moon,
Moebius,
the Soft Cell,
T.S.O.L.,
H. Thieme,
Flipper,
These Immortal Souls,
Roy Ayers,
ABC,
The Sonics,
Yusef Lateef,
Q and Not U,
Glenn Branca,
KRS-One,
Grey Daturas,
Smog,
Sound Behaviour,
Sällskapet,
the Fania All-Stars,
Peter & Gordon,
Stetsasonic,
Amon Düül II,
Ronan,
Maleditus Sound,
It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day.
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.