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 Paraguay and from Bremen.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 theremin 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 Black Flag to the funk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu. All the underground hits.
All Silicon Teens tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jandek record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Associates record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Bobby Womack,
Lyres,
Juan Atkins,
Jacob Miller,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The New Christs,
Pylon,
Bob Dylan,
Eric Dolphy,
Agitation Free,
Prince Buster,
Fela Kuti,
Faraquet,
World's Most,
Archie Shepp,
Sonny Sharrock,
Derrick May,
The Beau Brummels,
Kerri Chandler,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
DJ Sneak,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Section 25,
Godley & Creme,
Oblivians,
Sonic Youth,
Derrick Morgan,
Camberwell Now,
Carl Craig,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Simply Red,
Delon & Dalcan,
Mr. Review,
Arthur Verocai,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Drive Like Jehu,
Young Marble Giants,
Black Bananas,
Marmalade,
Cal Tjader,
Siglo XX,
La Düsseldorf,
Minor Threat,
EPMD,
Spandau Ballet,
The Victims,
Reuben Wilson,
The Skatalites,
Second Layer,
Soul II Soul,
Smog,
R.M.O.,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Dennis Brown,
Andrew Hill,
The Toasters,
Harmonia,
Mary Jane Girls,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Q and Not U,
Joyce Sims,
The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy.
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.