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 Madagascar and from Halifax.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 Duran Duran to the rap 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 Cecil Taylor. All the underground hits.
All Pharoah Sanders tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every It's A Beautiful Day record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an organ 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?
Marcia Griffiths,
Marvin Gaye,
Smog,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Fat Boys,
Con Funk Shun,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Fortunes,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Gun Club,
Jawbox,
Albert Ayler,
Soft Cell,
Ponytail,
Bizarre Inc.,
Lucky Dragons,
Jimmy McGriff,
Tom Boy,
X-Ray Spex,
Brothers Johnson,
Al Stewart,
Gabor Szabo,
Jeff Mills,
Interpol,
The Offenders,
Swell Maps,
The Gladiators,
The Seeds,
Wolf Eyes,
Black Pus,
Hasil Adkins,
The Gap Band,
Kaleidoscope,
The Zeros,
Black Moon,
ABC,
Chris & Cosey,
Negative Approach,
Intrusion,
Erasure,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Brass Construction,
Michelle Simonal,
Bobby Byrd,
Sound Behaviour,
Fela Kuti,
Rotary Connection,
Nick Fraelich,
Hashim,
Howard Jones,
Lindisfarne,
Juan Atkins,
Boz Scaggs,
DJ Sneak,
Pharoah Sanders,
Sam Rivers,
Siglo XX,
Pulsallama,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
kango's stein massive,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish.
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.