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 Montenegro and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 808 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 Lou Reed & Metallica to the electroclash 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 B.T. Express. All the underground hits.
All Fela Kuti tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lucky Dragons 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pharoah Sanders record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alice Coltrane,
Black Flag,
Scott Walker,
Warsaw,
The Gladiators,
The Smiths,
Danielle Patucci,
Piero Umiliani,
Hasil Adkins,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Cameo,
Mo-Dettes,
Marcia Griffiths,
Michelle Simonal,
The Names,
Lebanon Hanover,
Pere Ubu,
The Moleskins,
AZ,
Anthony Braxton,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Underground Resistance,
Agent Orange,
Pantaleimon,
Barbara Tucker,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Techniques,
Basic Channel,
Arthur Verocai,
The Offenders,
In Retrospect,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Crash Course in Science,
Kerrie Biddell,
Soul Sonic Force,
Swell Maps,
Man Eating Sloth,
Loose Ends,
Camberwell Now,
Al Stewart,
Essential Logic,
Public Enemy,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Tremeloes,
Sonny Sharrock,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Outsiders,
Echospace,
Subhumans,
Oblivians,
Sällskapet,
Second Layer,
Graham Central Station,
Popol Vuh,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Leaves,
Y Pants,
Dave Gahan,
The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers.
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.