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 Kosovo and from Jakarta.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Underground Resistance to the dance 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 Sly & The Family Stone. All the underground hits.
All Donny Hathaway tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Supertramp record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a World's Most record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Monolake,
Rhythm & Sound,
Robert Wyatt,
Anthony Braxton,
Judy Mowatt,
Neil Young,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Boogie Down Productions,
Grauzone,
Stetsasonic,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Crash Course in Science,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Kas Product,
Camberwell Now,
Urselle,
The Seeds,
Black Sheep,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Cecil Taylor,
UT,
Connie Case,
Amon Düül,
Vladislav Delay,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Fugs,
Camouflage,
The Smoke,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Skatalites,
Niagra,
Donald Byrd,
Barclay James Harvest,
Circle Jerks,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Joey Negro,
Talk Talk,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Monks,
Severed Heads,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
David Bowie,
Scrapy,
Scratch Acid,
Susan Cadogan,
Reagan Youth,
Todd Terry,
Fatback Band,
Blake Baxter,
Black Pus,
Zapp,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Aaron Thompson,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Agitation Free,
The Slackers,
Glenn Branca,
DJ Sneak,
Delta 5,
Alton Ellis, Alton Ellis, Alton Ellis, Alton Ellis.
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.