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 St Lucia and from Copenhagen.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the oboe 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 Bobbi Humphrey to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Gregory Isaacs. All the underground hits.
All The Dave Clark Five tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Barrington Levy 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 theremin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sarah Menescal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Sun City Girls,
Fluxion,
Malaria!,
Sonny Sharrock,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Adolescents,
Althea and Donna,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Young Rascals,
The Star Department,
Chris & Cosey,
Kas Product,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Connie Case,
Simply Red,
Sällskapet,
The Monochrome Set,
Crispian St. Peters,
Flipper,
Bang On A Can,
DJ Sneak,
Marmalade,
The Fire Engines,
The Mojo Men,
Sam Rivers,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Camouflage,
Davy DMX,
JFA,
Crooked Eye,
Amazonics,
Surgeon,
The Walker Brothers,
Alison Limerick,
The Beau Brummels,
Rekid,
Joe Smooth,
Con Funk Shun,
Rod Modell,
The Sonics,
Black Bananas,
The Real Kids,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Loose Ends,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Kayak,
Minnie Riperton,
Average White Band,
Depeche Mode,
The Moody Blues,
Ronan,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Livin' Joy,
Cameo,
The Slackers,
Lebanon Hanover,
Tom Boy,
Newcleus,
Aaron Thompson, Aaron Thompson, Aaron Thompson, Aaron Thompson.
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.