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 Rwanda and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in 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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Scrapy to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Funkadelic. All the underground hits.
All KRS-One tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Red Krayola 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yusef Lateef,
Kas Product,
Make Up,
Tropical Tobacco,
Eric B and Rakim,
Sixth Finger,
The Dirtbombs,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
LL Cool J,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Buzzcocks,
David Axelrod,
Davy DMX,
Johnny Clarke,
This Heat,
Max Romeo,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Eric Copeland,
Barrington Levy,
The Monks,
Niagra,
Archie Shepp,
The Grass Roots,
Mark Hollis,
John Lydon,
John Coltrane,
The Cure,
Susan Cadogan,
Supertramp,
Moebius,
Rites of Spring,
Scott Walker,
Avey Tare,
Sugar Minott,
Bad Manners,
The Last Poets,
kango's stein massive,
Cecil Taylor,
The Motions,
Crime,
Alice Coltrane,
Qualms,
Jandek,
The Durutti Column,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Zeros,
Brand Nubian,
Steve Hackett,
Bauhaus,
Iggy Pop,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Bronski Beat,
Ronan,
Anthony Braxton,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Toasters,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685.
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.