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 Mauritius and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Graham Central Station to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Harry Pussy. All the underground hits.
All Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The J.B.'s record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dennis Brown record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Massinfluence,
Theoretical Girls,
Soul II Soul,
Subhumans,
Con Funk Shun,
Cheater Slicks,
Boogie Down Productions,
Ultra Naté,
Quadrant,
Kas Product,
OOIOO,
Bill Near,
Lalo Schifrin,
Gerry Rafferty,
Excepter,
Bootsy Collins,
Malaria!,
Au Pairs,
Junior Murvin,
Darondo,
Derrick Morgan,
Stockholm Monsters,
Crash Course in Science,
Jeru the Damaja,
Cal Tjader,
Ash Ra Tempel,
David Bowie,
Technova,
The Leaves,
The Stooges,
Ossler,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Public Image Ltd.,
Infiniti,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Misunderstood,
DJ Style,
Pierre Henry,
Quantec,
The Motions,
Colin Newman,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Unrelated Segments,
Rakim,
The Gladiators,
Freddie Wadling,
The Smoke,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
David Axelrod,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Graham Central Station,
Prince Buster,
Essential Logic,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Dawn Penn,
Royal Trux,
Monolake,
B.T. Express,
Country Teasers,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Tres Demented, Tres Demented, Tres Demented, Tres Demented.
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.