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 Guinea-Bissau and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Pierre Henry to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Radio Birdman. All the underground hits.
All Soulsonic Force tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Misunderstood record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Derrick May,
The Golliwogs,
Half Japanese,
Procol Harum,
The Divine Comedy,
Gichy Dan,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Sonic Youth,
The Selecter,
Shoche,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Oneida,
Ituana,
Kerrie Biddell,
Negative Approach,
Scratch Acid,
Neu!,
The Blues Magoos,
Neil Young,
Ultimate Spinach,
Barbara Tucker,
Mission of Burma,
The Pop Group,
Wings,
Skarface,
Guru Guru,
Make Up,
Minny Pops,
The Wake,
The Music Machine,
Tomorrow,
Hasil Adkins,
Kool Moe Dee,
This Heat,
Youth Brigade,
Bill Near,
DNA,
Bush Tetras,
Stetsasonic,
Nick Fraelich,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Monolake,
Massinfluence,
Letta Mbulu,
Crispy Ambulance,
Soul II Soul,
The Cramps,
Crispian St. Peters,
Swans,
Jerry's Kids,
Minutemen,
Suicide,
Accadde A,
Roger Hodgson,
Rakim,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Beau Brummels,
The J.B.'s,
The Young Rascals,
Curtis Mayfield,
Johnny Osbourne,
Man Parrish, Man Parrish, Man Parrish, Man Parrish.
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.