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 Algeria and from Halifax.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 harpsichord 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 the Fania All-Stars 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 The Move. All the underground hits.
All Stetsasonic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grey Daturas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro 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?
Matthew Bourne,
David McCallum,
Jeru the Damaja,
Banda Bassotti,
Malaria!,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
T. Rex,
The Trojans,
the Swans,
Los Fastidios,
Cybotron,
CMW,
The Skatalites,
Eden Ahbez,
The Fall,
Cluster,
10cc,
The Buckinghams,
The Modern Lovers,
Sällskapet,
Sam Rivers,
Lakeside,
Kevin Saunderson,
Flipper,
the Bar-Kays,
Lower 48,
Pantytec,
Scrapy,
Faust,
Alphaville,
Bobby Womack,
Pussy Galore,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Reuben Wilson,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Blossom Toes,
L. Decosne,
Soulsonic Force,
Gabor Szabo,
The Sonics,
Donny Hathaway,
X-102,
The Selecter,
Technova,
Buzzcocks,
Talk Talk,
John Lydon,
Von Mondo,
Black Pus,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Invisible,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Graham Central Station,
Wolf Eyes,
Tom Boy,
Animal Collective,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Sun Ra,
Marvin Gaye,
Young Marble Giants,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan.
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.