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 Malawi and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 arpeggiator 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 Thee Headcoats to the funk 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 Terror Squad Feat. Camron. All the underground hits.
All The Grass Roots tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brand Nubian 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aaron Thompson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Associates,
Godley & Creme,
Zero Boys,
Negative Approach,
Basic Channel,
Swell Maps,
Danielle Patucci,
Freddie Wadling,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Jawbox,
Delta 5,
DNA,
Mandrill,
Blake Baxter,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Remains,
Yaz,
Whodini,
Kevin Saunderson,
Alison Limerick,
Gil Scott Heron,
Sarah Menescal,
Subhumans,
The Walker Brothers,
Metal Thangz,
Faraquet,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Deadbeat,
Aswad,
Eve St. Jones,
Stetsasonic,
The Misunderstood,
Scan 7,
Mission of Burma,
OOIOO,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Donald Byrd,
Audionom,
Desert Stars,
The Motions,
Moss Icon,
Patti Smith,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Hoover,
The Doors,
Quadrant,
Hashim,
Grauzone,
Andrew Hill,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Minnie Riperton,
The Kinks,
Joey Negro,
Funkadelic,
cv313,
Rotary Connection,
Hot Snakes,
Kaleidoscope,
The Tremeloes,
Ultra Naté,
Scott Walker,
Wally Richardson,
Icehouse, Icehouse, Icehouse, Icehouse.
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.