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 France and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Colin Newman to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 The Sisters of Mercy. All the underground hits.
All Ronan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Siglo XX record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Funkadelic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Boogie Down Productions,
Little Man,
Alison Limerick,
Piero Umiliani,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Make Up,
Pole,
Bronski Beat,
Technova,
Gerry Rafferty,
Nils Olav,
Nas,
Brass Construction,
Massinfluence,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Faust,
Funky Four + One,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Black Flag,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Scan 7,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Junior Murvin,
Tomorrow,
Traffic Nightmare,
X-102,
John Lydon,
Ultravox,
The Young Rascals,
Gong,
Blake Baxter,
The Gladiators,
Television,
Yusef Lateef,
Blossom Toes,
The Blackbyrds,
Pharoah Sanders,
Slave,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
New Age Steppers,
The Zeros,
Liliput,
Gabor Szabo,
Shoche,
The Move,
Cluster,
Sister Nancy,
Stiv Bators,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Misunderstood,
Ornette Coleman,
Sällskapet,
Graham Central Station,
David Bowie,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Johnny Osbourne,
Motorama,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
New York Dolls,
The Monochrome Set,
Mars, Mars, Mars, Mars.
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.