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 Guinea and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 güiro 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 UT to the grime 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 Can. All the underground hits.
All Gang Green tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gang Green 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Massinfluence record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Moleskins,
Traffic Nightmare,
Tim Buckley,
Youth Brigade,
Alton Ellis,
Cal Tjader,
Dennis Brown,
Cecil Taylor,
World's Most,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Inner City,
Derrick May,
The Fuzztones,
Danielle Patucci,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Cramps,
R.M.O.,
Cheater Slicks,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
China Crisis,
Sonny Sharrock,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Soul Sonic Force,
Throbbing Gristle,
the Fania All-Stars,
Freddie Wadling,
Fluxion,
Wasted Youth,
Alison Limerick,
The Doors,
Visage,
Magazine,
KRS-One,
Kerri Chandler,
Bootsy Collins,
X-Ray Spex,
Hot Snakes,
Idris Muhammad,
The Shadows of Knight,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Faust,
Section 25,
Jerry's Kids,
Von Mondo,
Vainqueur,
Sex Pistols,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Yaz,
The Young Rascals,
Silicon Teens,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Matthew Bourne,
Outsiders,
The Invisible,
The Five Americans,
Juan Atkins,
Lalann,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx.
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.