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 Croatia and from Salvador.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 London Community Gospel Choir to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Kango’s Stein Massive. All the underground hits.
All H. Thieme tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DeepChord presents Echospace record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a June of 44 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Wake,
Rakim,
Dawn Penn,
The Residents,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Arab on Radar,
Sällskapet,
The Litter,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Glambeats Corp.,
Banda Bassotti,
H. Thieme,
The Leaves,
The Monks,
Pere Ubu,
Half Japanese,
Yellowson,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
ABBA,
Gil Scott Heron,
Sex Pistols,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Althea and Donna,
World's Most,
Tim Buckley,
Skaos,
Roy Ayers,
Marvin Gaye,
Bootsy Collins,
The Fall,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Dark Day,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
U.S. Maple,
The Shadows of Knight,
Michelle Simonal,
The New Christs,
Joe Smooth,
MDC,
Average White Band,
Lalann,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Crispy Ambulance,
Todd Rundgren,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Monks,
Tommy Roe,
Crime,
The Blues Magoos,
The Kinks,
Flipper,
Barclay James Harvest,
Scientists,
Chris & Cosey,
Mandrill,
The Dave Clark Five,
Country Teasers,
B.T. Express,
Severed Heads,
Sight & Sound,
Kenny Larkin, Kenny Larkin, Kenny Larkin, Kenny Larkin.
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.