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 Marshall Islands and from Taipei.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the oboe 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 Panda Bear 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 Ken Boothe. All the underground hits.
All Cameo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Chocolate Watch Band 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gang Green record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dennis Brown,
Lakeside,
Gang Green,
Average White Band,
Sonny Sharrock,
T. Rex,
Piero Umiliani,
Blossom Toes,
The Fugs,
Sight & Sound,
Sonic Youth,
Cybotron,
Derrick Morgan,
Animal Collective,
Rhythm & Sound,
Camberwell Now,
Alison Limerick,
Warren Ellis,
kango's stein massive,
Thee Headcoats,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Gun Club,
Patti Smith,
Jerry's Kids,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Seeds,
Camouflage,
The Last Poets,
Dead Boys,
Black Sheep,
The Neon Judgement,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Metal Thangz,
Ludus,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Music Machine,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Godley & Creme,
The Walker Brothers,
Roy Ayers,
Malaria!,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Nirvana,
Fat Boys,
Subhumans,
Minutemen,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Barrington Levy,
Slick Rick,
The Pretty Things,
The Blackbyrds,
Rekid,
Mars,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Bill Near,
The Buckinghams,
Lindisfarne,
Section 25,
The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals.
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.