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 Gabon and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 snare 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 Joe Smooth to the grunge kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Bronski Beat. All the underground hits.
All The Durutti Column tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Thee Headcoats 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tubeway Army record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Public Image Ltd.,
Funky Four + One,
T. Rex,
Lower 48,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
the Swans,
Organ,
Suburban Knight,
Lakeside,
T.S.O.L.,
Laurel Aitken,
The Human League,
Joyce Sims,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Alison Limerick,
Maurizio,
Half Japanese,
Talk Talk,
World's Most,
The Star Department,
Jeff Mills,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Standells,
The J.B.'s,
Sister Nancy,
The Dirtbombs,
Michelle Simonal,
Danielle Patucci,
A Certain Ratio,
The Pop Group,
X-101,
Little Man,
Livin' Joy,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
John Coltrane,
Boz Scaggs,
Prince Buster,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Joe Smooth,
Mark Hollis,
The Gories,
Anthony Braxton,
Theoretical Girls,
Jawbox,
John Foxx,
Faraquet,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Rapeman,
Kerrie Biddell,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Roger Hodgson,
Ossler,
Metal Thangz,
Whodini,
Babytalk,
kango's stein massive, kango's stein massive, kango's stein massive, kango's stein massive.
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.