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 South Africa and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Cecil Taylor to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Pulsallama. All the underground hits.
All the Slits tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eric Copeland record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 clarinet and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a L. Decosne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
8 Eyed Spy,
Moss Icon,
Junior Murvin,
Kayak,
Excepter,
Bauhaus,
Susan Cadogan,
Underground Resistance,
Sarah Menescal,
Brand Nubian,
Dennis Brown,
Monolake,
The Skatalites,
Jimmy McGriff,
Bush Tetras,
The Divine Comedy,
Half Japanese,
The Smoke,
Unwound,
Heaven 17,
Scan 7,
Alphaville,
The Young Rascals,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Country Teasers,
Black Flag,
DNA,
The Walker Brothers,
Pet Shop Boys,
Von Mondo,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Archie Shepp,
Joensuu 1685,
Grey Daturas,
The Martian,
Terry Callier,
The Happenings,
Marc Almond,
The Techniques,
Pharoah Sanders,
LL Cool J,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Duran Duran,
Camberwell Now,
Rod Modell,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
X-101,
Fad Gadget,
Swell Maps,
Don Cherry,
Hoover,
The Motions,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Cheater Slicks,
Bad Manners,
Leonard Cohen,
The Angels of Light,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
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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.