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 Jordan and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 rhodes 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 Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines to the funk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Cymande. All the underground hits.
All Mad Mike tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joe Smooth 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 harpsichord and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eric Dolphy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Gun Club,
Ultimate Spinach,
U.S. Maple,
The Neon Judgement,
Duran Duran,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Moss Icon,
Delta 5,
Eddi Front,
The Sonics,
Pylon,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
DJ Sneak,
The Doobie Brothers,
Ultravox,
The Pretty Things,
Sonny Sharrock,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Crooked Eye,
Ronan,
Faust,
The Toasters,
Unwound,
Fugazi,
Inner City,
Gerry Rafferty,
Agitation Free,
Rites of Spring,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Monolake,
Frankie Knuckles,
Harpers Bizarre,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Average White Band,
Sex Pistols,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Half Japanese,
Lalann,
The Slackers,
Scott Walker,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Bootsy Collins,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Spoonie Gee,
The Dave Clark Five,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Robert Hood,
Hot Snakes,
the Sonics,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Toni Rubio,
Tom Boy,
Sugar Minott,
The Selecter,
Soft Machine,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
This Heat,
Isaac Hayes,
T.S.O.L., T.S.O.L., T.S.O.L., T.S.O.L..
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.