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 Solomon Islands and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Con Funk Shun to the techno 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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel. All the underground hits.
All The Trojans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Saints 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gil Scott Heron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sam Rivers,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Television,
Bluetip,
Fluxion,
Crooked Eye,
Anakelly,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Thee Headcoats,
Liliput,
John Foxx,
Amazonics,
Erykah Badu,
Bill Wells,
Jacob Miller,
Eric Copeland,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Seeds,
Bootsy Collins,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
D'Angelo,
Deakin,
Jerry's Kids,
Bob Dylan,
Shuggie Otis,
Althea and Donna,
Los Fastidios,
The Detroit Cobras,
Malaria!,
Pole,
Quantec,
Model 500,
Grandmaster Flash,
Roger Hodgson,
Von Mondo,
the Soft Cell,
Tommy Roe,
The Raincoats,
the Slits,
Harmonia,
Buzzcocks,
Section 25,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Blake Baxter,
Fatback Band,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
DNA,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Ronnie Foster,
Susan Cadogan,
Maleditus Sound,
Black Sheep,
Connie Case,
The Zeros,
Faust,
Al Stewart,
The Offenders,
The Star Department,
Public Image Ltd.,
Magazine,
The Pop Group, The Pop Group, The Pop Group, The Pop Group.
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.