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 Nicaragua and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in 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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 mellotron 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 Joe Smooth to the disco 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 Gang Starr. All the underground hits.
All Bill Wells tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lyres 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Make Up record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Underground Resistance,
Piero Umiliani,
Lou Reed,
Kurtis Blow,
Massinfluence,
Gang of Four,
The Tremeloes,
Kas Product,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Smiths,
Unwound,
Terry Callier,
Liliput,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Arab on Radar,
Absolute Body Control,
Glenn Branca,
World's Most,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Desert Stars,
Toni Rubio,
Alton Ellis,
Tommy Roe,
Janne Schatter,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Shuggie Otis,
Average White Band,
A Certain Ratio,
Crispian St. Peters,
Traffic Nightmare,
Q and Not U,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Blossom Toes,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Fear,
Ornette Coleman,
Lucky Dragons,
Arthur Verocai,
Easy Going,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Rekid,
Terrestrial Tones,
Moby Grape,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
the Sonics,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
LL Cool J,
Mandrill,
Jeru the Damaja,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Jerry's Kids,
Scan 7,
Brothers Johnson,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Ken Boothe,
Swell Maps,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
X-102,
Darondo,
Cal Tjader,
The Barracudas, The Barracudas, The Barracudas, The Barracudas.
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.