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 Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Mumbai.
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 Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 The Trojans 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 Technova. All the underground hits.
All Blossom Toes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joe Finger 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 mellotron and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Anakelly record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Davy DMX,
Urselle,
Anthony Braxton,
The Dead C,
Marc Almond,
D'Angelo,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
ABBA,
The Evens,
X-102,
Barrington Levy,
Cameo,
Girls At Our Best!,
Avey Tare,
Ultravox,
Max Romeo,
The Young Rascals,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Frankie Knuckles,
Howard Jones,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Joey Negro,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Nils Olav,
Desert Stars,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Sun Ra,
David Axelrod,
Accadde A,
the Slits,
Jawbox,
Echospace,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Big Daddy Kane,
Buzzcocks,
Little Man,
The United States of America,
Michelle Simonal,
The Saints,
Lungfish,
Livin' Joy,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Invisible,
Brass Construction,
Gang Green,
Subhumans,
Silicon Teens,
The Flesh Eaters,
Basic Channel,
Arthur Verocai,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Malaria!,
Black Moon,
Minor Threat,
John Lydon,
Cymande,
The Toasters,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Lou Reed,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Dave Gahan,
Pere Ubu,
Can, Can, Can, Can.
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.