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 Sri Lanka and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Sao Paulo.
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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Rahsaan Roland Kirk to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra. All the underground hits.
All Shuggie Otis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Anthony Braxton 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Groovy Waters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Gories,
The Searchers,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Camberwell Now,
Eli Mardock,
Monks,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Faust,
K-Klass,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Human League,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Cramps,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Doors,
The Fortunes,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Kinks,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
KRS-One,
Stockholm Monsters,
Soft Cell,
Rufus Thomas,
Oneida,
the Soft Cell,
Sun Ra,
Ornette Coleman,
The Black Dice,
Mandrill,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Victims,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Last Poets,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Guru Guru,
Rod Modell,
MC5,
Aaron Thompson,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Average White Band,
Sam Rivers,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Count Five,
the Bar-Kays,
Matthew Bourne,
a-ha,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Mojo Men,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
La Düsseldorf,
Bill Wells,
Graham Central Station,
Talk Talk,
Boogie Down Productions,
The New Christs,
Hasil Adkins,
Sister Nancy,
Bad Manners,
The Selecter,
Silicon Teens, Silicon Teens, Silicon Teens, Silicon Teens.
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.