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 Brazil and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Hashim to the grime 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 10cc. All the underground hits.
All Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Monolake record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 theremin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Model 500 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ 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 Soft Cell,
The Walker Brothers,
The Vogues,
New Order,
Pylon,
The Skatalites,
The Motions,
Slave,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Kenny Larkin,
The Remains,
Rosa Yemen,
Sällskapet,
Metal Thangz,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Eric B and Rakim,
Donny Hathaway,
Pierre Henry,
Altered Images,
Porter Ricks,
These Immortal Souls,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Ronan,
Grandmaster Flash,
Joe Finger,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Jesper Dahlback,
Liliput,
Quadrant,
Hoover,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Johnny Osbourne,
Sam Rivers,
JFA,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Second Layer,
The Offenders,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Sandy B,
Sarah Menescal,
The Leaves,
Joey Negro,
Japan,
Scott Walker,
Eli Mardock,
Hashim,
the Sonics,
Siglo XX,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
China Crisis,
John Lydon,
The Wake,
Man Eating Sloth,
Mantronix,
Warsaw,
Lindisfarne,
Joe Smooth,
Lungfish,
The Gladiators,
Smog,
Hardrive,
Aural Exciters, Aural Exciters, Aural Exciters, Aural Exciters.
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.