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 Mexico and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Goldenarms to the grime 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 Gary Puckett & The Union Gap. All the underground hits.
All Fluxion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joey Negro record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Shadows of Knight record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Radio Birdman,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Cymande,
Youth Brigade,
Zero Boys,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Schoolly D,
Joensuu 1685,
MDC,
James White and The Blacks,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Rosa Yemen,
the Slits,
Mad Mike,
Guru Guru,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Anthony Braxton,
Fatback Band,
Clear Light,
Brothers Johnson,
Graham Central Station,
The Last Poets,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Sparks,
Dawn Penn,
The Saints,
Symarip,
The Fall,
Maleditus Sound,
Crooked Eye,
Cameo,
Ossler,
Sugar Minott,
Isaac Hayes,
Girls At Our Best!,
kango's stein massive,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Loose Ends,
The Barracudas,
Gregory Isaacs,
Cluster,
Tom Boy,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Fortunes,
The Gap Band,
Lee Hazlewood,
Kaleidoscope,
Outsiders,
Danielle Patucci,
Bluetip,
Altered Images,
Visage,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
China Crisis,
The Invisible,
Rufus Thomas,
Ludus,
Depeche Mode,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Alphaville,
David Axelrod,
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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.