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 Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 theremin 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 Negative Approach to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Lindisfarne. All the underground hits.
All Goldenarms tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Mummies record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Manfred Mann's Earth Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fatback Band,
The Sound,
Albert Ayler,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Shoche,
The Cowsills,
Peter & Gordon,
The Residents,
Joyce Sims,
Soul Sonic Force,
Procol Harum,
Lou Reed,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Kurtis Blow,
Yaz,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Kenny Larkin,
Fad Gadget,
Gregory Isaacs,
Easy Going,
Barbara Tucker,
Boredoms,
John Foxx,
Gong,
The Knickerbockers,
Joy Division,
A Certain Ratio,
Minny Pops,
Bill Wells,
Jawbox,
UT,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Red Krayola,
Carl Craig,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Sexual Harrassment,
Avey Tare,
R.M.O.,
Althea and Donna,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Crispian St. Peters,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Bill Near,
Archie Shepp,
Johnny Clarke,
Lyres,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Crispy Ambulance,
David Axelrod,
Sandy B,
OOIOO,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Suburban Knight,
Rufus Thomas,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Tremeloes,
Aaron Thompson,
Massinfluence,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Glenn Branca,
JFA,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog.
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.