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 Guinea and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 ABC to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience. All the underground hits.
All Ronnie Foster tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gang Starr record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Drexciya record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fugazi,
China Crisis,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
New Order,
Minor Threat,
Model 500,
Marc Almond,
Maurizio,
Neil Young,
Chris Corsano,
Nils Olav,
Public Image Ltd.,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Duran Duran,
Reagan Youth,
Slave,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Essential Logic,
the Swans,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Stetsasonic,
Mantronix,
Avey Tare,
Marcia Griffiths,
Desert Stars,
Hardrive,
Tommy Roe,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Pierre Henry,
Barrington Levy,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Arcadia,
Ronnie Foster,
The Walker Brothers,
Toni Rubio,
CMW,
Rod Modell,
Lyres,
The Human League,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
June Days,
Fatback Band,
La Düsseldorf,
Blossom Toes,
Talk Talk,
The Velvet Underground,
Yellowson,
Suburban Knight,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Motorama,
Massinfluence,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Toasters,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Newcleus,
Animal Collective,
Danielle Patucci,
Eddi Front,
The Vogues,
Scratch Acid,
Man Eating Sloth,
Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids.
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.