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 Dominican Republic and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 LL Cool J to the rap kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Mandrill. All the underground hits.
All The Invisible tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quando Quango 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Shadows of Knight record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Essential Logic,
Boogie Down Productions,
Joyce Sims,
Piero Umiliani,
Royal Trux,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Danielle Patucci,
Chris Corsano,
The Leaves,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Accadde A,
Max Romeo,
The Seeds,
Flash Fearless,
The United States of America,
Roy Ayers,
Michelle Simonal,
Barclay James Harvest,
Boz Scaggs,
Smog,
The Pop Group,
Swell Maps,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Pantytec,
Groovy Waters,
The Fall,
Joe Smooth,
The Dave Clark Five,
Hoover,
Erasure,
The Barracudas,
Buzzcocks,
Unrelated Segments,
Sun Ra,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Gastr Del Sol,
Mars,
Scratch Acid,
The Real Kids,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Infiniti,
Kerri Chandler,
ABC,
John Foxx,
The Last Poets,
Brass Construction,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Maleditus Sound,
CMW,
The Sound,
Y Pants,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Quantec,
Oneida,
Dual Sessions,
Roxy Music,
Albert Ayler,
Zero Boys,
Television,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Robert Hood,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
the Swans,
Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls.
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.