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 Nicaragua and from Calgary.
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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 spring reverb 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 Angels of Light & Akron/Family to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade. All the underground hits.
All Banda Bassotti tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kool Moe Dee 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Andrew Hill record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yusef Lateef,
The Doors,
Oneida,
Bobby Womack,
Idris Muhammad,
Q and Not U,
Amon Düül II,
Los Fastidios,
Maurizio,
Blancmange,
Piero Umiliani,
Minny Pops,
Gang Starr,
Derrick Morgan,
Japan,
Skarface,
Tears for Fears,
Eddi Front,
DNA,
The Human League,
Neil Young,
Matthew Bourne,
Interpol,
The Toasters,
The Birthday Party,
The Vogues,
Tommy Roe,
Nico,
Camberwell Now,
The Move,
The Young Rascals,
The Monochrome Set,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Chrome,
Ohio Players,
The Electric Prunes,
New Age Steppers,
Alphaville,
Average White Band,
Man Eating Sloth,
Ultra Naté,
a-ha,
X-Ray Spex,
KRS-One,
Hasil Adkins,
Pylon,
Neu!,
Bootsy Collins,
Ten City,
Bob Dylan,
The Mummies,
The Gladiators,
Eric Copeland,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Star Department,
Bronski Beat,
Mo-Dettes,
MC5,
Warren Ellis,
Eden Ahbez,
The Cramps,
Eric B and Rakim, Eric B and Rakim, Eric B and Rakim, Eric B and Rakim.
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.