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 Costa Rica and from Jakarta.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 oboe 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 The Stooges. All the underground hits.
All Sister Nancy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Larry & the Blue Notes 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Barbara Tucker record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tommy Roe,
Eve St. Jones,
Robert Wyatt,
Jeru the Damaja,
Sparks,
Faraquet,
The Names,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Reagan Youth,
The Motions,
Erykah Badu,
The Blackbyrds,
Susan Cadogan,
Technova,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Black Pus,
Lakeside,
Black Flag,
the Fania All-Stars,
Vladislav Delay,
Echospace,
Soul II Soul,
X-102,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Qualms,
Surgeon,
Audionom,
Suburban Knight,
Todd Terry,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Alice Coltrane,
Alison Limerick,
Amon Düül,
Porter Ricks,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Star Department,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Essential Logic,
the Normal,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
CMW,
X-Ray Spex,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Inner City,
Model 500,
The Toasters,
The Fugs,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Smoke,
Alphaville,
The Cowsills,
Quadrant,
Boredoms,
Gil Scott Heron,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Red Krayola,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Junior Murvin,
The Pop Group,
The Remains,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Moody Blues, The Moody Blues, The Moody Blues, The Moody Blues.
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.