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 Uzbekistan and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 K-Klass to the jazz 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 Fad Gadget. All the underground hits.
All Intrusion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mo-Dettes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Half Japanese record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Das Ding,
Kerrie Biddell,
Qualms,
Hashim,
Trumans Water,
The Saints,
Thee Headcoats,
Minny Pops,
Bobby Womack,
The Last Poets,
Marmalade,
The Blackbyrds,
Mad Mike,
Charles Mingus,
Susan Cadogan,
Wally Richardson,
Alton Ellis,
The Count Five,
Country Teasers,
Severed Heads,
Fatback Band,
Dual Sessions,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Donny Hathaway,
Bauhaus,
The Remains,
Bronski Beat,
The Standells,
Slave,
The Walker Brothers,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Public Enemy,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Motorama,
The Pretty Things,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Todd Terry,
Model 500,
Ludus,
The Move,
Radiopuhelimet,
Faust,
The Cramps,
Hardrive,
Organ,
ABC,
MC5,
Sun Ra,
Quando Quango,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Searchers,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Lindisfarne,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Velvet Underground,
Joy Division,
The Motions,
The Monochrome Set,
The New Christs, The New Christs, The New Christs, The New Christs.
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.