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 Egypt and from Stockholm.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 Lou Reed 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 Intrusion to the jazz 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 Goldenarms. All the underground hits.
All Sonny Sharrock tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every This Heat record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 sitar and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roxy Music record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rosa Yemen,
Kevin Saunderson,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Young Rascals,
Joe Finger,
Quadrant,
the Sonics,
Avey Tare,
Bill Wells,
Arcadia,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Invisible,
Sixth Finger,
Dawn Penn,
Black Pus,
Sugar Minott,
The Gap Band,
Moby Grape,
Rotary Connection,
KRS-One,
Girls At Our Best!,
EPMD,
The United States of America,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Von Mondo,
The Divine Comedy,
Ultravox,
Robert Hood,
The Zeros,
Rapeman,
Cybotron,
48th St. Collective,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Country Teasers,
The Tremeloes,
Hardrive,
The Doobie Brothers,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Crispian St. Peters,
John Cale,
Au Pairs,
Juan Atkins,
The Happenings,
Isaac Hayes,
Tim Buckley,
Marvin Gaye,
The Remains,
Underground Resistance,
The Sonics,
Man Parrish,
cv313,
Deakin,
The Slackers,
Ossler,
Ice-T,
Marshall Jefferson,
JFA,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Sonny Sharrock,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Zero Boys,
Crash Course in Science, Crash Course in Science, Crash Course in Science, Crash Course in Science.
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.