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 El Salvador and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Toni Rubio to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam. All the underground hits.
All Parry Music tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ituana 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Basic Channel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hoover,
Altered Images,
The Smoke,
Stiv Bators,
Andrew Hill,
Drive Like Jehu,
Harpers Bizarre,
Soul II Soul,
Johnny Clarke,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Deakin,
Jacob Miller,
Donald Byrd,
Reuben Wilson,
Pylon,
Roy Ayers,
Kas Product,
Simply Red,
Funky Four + One,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Marc Almond,
Sonny Sharrock,
Iggy Pop,
Aloha Tigers,
Minutemen,
Outsiders,
Ituana,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Lungfish,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Scientists,
Slick Rick,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
John Holt,
Oneida,
Patti Smith,
John Foxx,
The Doors,
Fad Gadget,
Black Flag,
Graham Central Station,
Essential Logic,
Angry Samoans,
The Raincoats,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Siglo XX,
Soulsonic Force,
Scan 7,
Groovy Waters,
Bronski Beat,
The Flesh Eaters,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
T.S.O.L.,
Gang Green,
The Standells,
Nils Olav,
Sam Rivers,
48th St. Collective,
Whodini,
Banda Bassotti,
Sun Ra Arkestra, Sun Ra Arkestra, Sun Ra Arkestra, Sun Ra Arkestra.
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.