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 Ethiopia and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 Captain Beefheart 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 The Red Krayola to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Sonny Sharrock. All the underground hits.
All Alice Coltrane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lou Christie record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gregory Isaacs,
JFA,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Hasil Adkins,
Alison Limerick,
Isaac Hayes,
Vainqueur,
Mantronix,
Cymande,
Schoolly D,
Lou Reed,
Barbara Tucker,
Hoover,
Massinfluence,
Sun Ra,
Lucky Dragons,
Radio Birdman,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Flamin' Groovies,
Scan 7,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Smoke,
Tears for Fears,
Buzzcocks,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Television,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Second Layer,
Kerri Chandler,
Kevin Saunderson,
10cc,
Spoonie Gee,
The Slits,
X-101,
The Motions,
The Gap Band,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
X-102,
Henry Cow,
Al Stewart,
Arab on Radar,
Kerrie Biddell,
Mo-Dettes,
Robert Görl,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Flesh Eaters,
In Retrospect,
Lightning Bolt,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Fire Engines,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
LL Cool J,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Tres Demented,
Nik Kershaw,
Camouflage,
The Trojans,
Pylon,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci.
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.