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 Gambia and from Lille.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Janne Schatter to the rap 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 Lightning Bolt. All the underground hits.
All Tommy Roe tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every These Immortal Souls 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Colin Newman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Happenings,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
John Holt,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Infiniti,
Aswad,
Minnie Riperton,
Motorama,
The Grass Roots,
Roger Hodgson,
Matthew Halsall,
Black Pus,
Bill Wells,
Sonny Sharrock,
Rotary Connection,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Robert Wyatt,
Silicon Teens,
Monks,
Barrington Levy,
Easy Going,
Banda Bassotti,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Fad Gadget,
Massinfluence,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Scratch Acid,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Saccharine Trust,
June of 44,
Smog,
Dawn Penn,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Toasters,
Beasts of Bourbon,
One Last Wish,
Pantaleimon,
E-Dancer,
Drexciya,
Magazine,
Derrick May,
Suburban Knight,
Spoonie Gee,
The Raincoats,
Cluster,
Goldenarms,
James White and The Blacks,
Charles Mingus,
Eddi Front,
June Days,
Harmonia,
Ronnie Foster,
Black Flag,
Pussy Galore,
Robert Görl,
A Certain Ratio,
Joyce Sims,
Inner City,
The Knickerbockers,
Swell Maps,
The Blues Magoos,
Vaughan Mason & Crew, Vaughan Mason & Crew, Vaughan Mason & Crew, Vaughan Mason & Crew.
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.