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 Bahrain and from Johannesburg.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Pussy Galore to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Blake Baxter. All the underground hits.
All Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Masters at Work record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Beasts of Bourbon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Reuben Wilson,
Marshall Jefferson,
10cc,
Monks,
The Divine Comedy,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Surgeon,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Pylon,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Shadows of Knight,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
the Normal,
The Motions,
Funky Four + One,
Tubeway Army,
Radio Birdman,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Bill Near,
Henry Cow,
Beasts of Bourbon,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Doors,
The Fall,
Schoolly D,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Sun Ra,
X-101,
Magazine,
Pere Ubu,
Eden Ahbez,
Donny Hathaway,
In Retrospect,
Boogie Down Productions,
Index,
New Age Steppers,
Quantec,
Glenn Branca,
MDC,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Audionom,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Skatalites,
Sarah Menescal,
London Community Gospel Choir,
ABBA,
The Wake,
The Litter,
Tears for Fears,
Visage,
Angry Samoans,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Moody Blues,
Flash Fearless,
The Young Rascals,
8 Eyed Spy,
Ornette Coleman,
Suicide,
Chris Corsano,
Basic Channel, Basic Channel, Basic Channel, Basic Channel.
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.