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 Tunisia and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
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 Suicide 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 Gichy Dan. All the underground hits.
All June of 44 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yaz 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Don Cherry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Moody Blues,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Ponytail,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Pop Group,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Lou Christie,
Mandrill,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
EPMD,
Intrusion,
Oblivians,
The Mojo Men,
Sister Nancy,
One Last Wish,
Jeff Mills,
Rekid,
Tres Demented,
Newcleus,
Fatback Band,
Leonard Cohen,
Spandau Ballet,
Television,
Matthew Halsall,
Funky Four + One,
Eric Copeland,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Joyce Sims,
Theoretical Girls,
Vladislav Delay,
Japan,
Bobby Womack,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Donald Byrd,
The Human League,
Radio Birdman,
Infiniti,
The Smoke,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Stooges,
Soul II Soul,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Slave,
Cameo,
Davy DMX,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Adolescents,
Sonny Sharrock,
Glenn Branca,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Johnny Osbourne,
Barbara Tucker,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Cybotron,
U.S. Maple,
Easy Going,
Joey Negro,
Lungfish,
Pharoah Sanders,
Neu!,
Grandmaster Flash, Grandmaster Flash, Grandmaster Flash, Grandmaster Flash.
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.