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 Dominica and from Manchester.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the clarinet 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 In Retrospect to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Arab on Radar. All the underground hits.
All Glambeats Corp. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Barracudas record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 clarinet and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a MDC record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Germs,
Sight & Sound,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Star Department,
The Dave Clark Five,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Dark Day,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Funkadelic,
Magazine,
E-Dancer,
The Fall,
Wings,
Nas,
Sparks,
Ronan,
Minor Threat,
Excepter,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Porter Ricks,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Depeche Mode,
Man Eating Sloth,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Golliwogs,
June Days,
T.S.O.L.,
FM Einheit,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Fad Gadget,
Gong,
Massinfluence,
The Leaves,
A Certain Ratio,
The Slits,
Ken Boothe,
Ohio Players,
Bad Manners,
JFA,
Kas Product,
Janne Schatter,
Scan 7,
Cymande,
Arab on Radar,
Deepchord,
The Index,
The Barracudas,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Rites of Spring,
Black Pus,
The Last Poets,
Gabor Szabo,
The Trojans,
Rapeman,
Joe Smooth,
Davy DMX,
Darondo,
Royal Trux,
These Immortal Souls,
Model 500,
Shuggie Otis,
Gil Scott Heron,
Barrington Levy, Barrington Levy, Barrington Levy, Barrington Levy.
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.