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 New Zealand and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Danielle Patucci. All the underground hits.
All Red Lorry Yellow Lorry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dennis Brown record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a These Immortal Souls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Womack,
Symarip,
The Associates,
Josef K,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Beau Brummels,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Hoover,
The Remains,
New Order,
The Skatalites,
Harpers Bizarre,
Sexual Harrassment,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Rhythm & Sound,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Buckinghams,
Lou Christie,
Peter and Kerry,
Aural Exciters,
Tears for Fears,
Barry Ungar,
Ronnie Foster,
10cc,
Joe Finger,
The Dave Clark Five,
Hardrive,
China Crisis,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Jeru the Damaja,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Lou Reed,
The Leaves,
Frankie Knuckles,
Carl Craig,
Theoretical Girls,
Depeche Mode,
The Cure,
The Residents,
Kerri Chandler,
Albert Ayler,
Clear Light,
The Kinks,
Scientists,
Public Image Ltd.,
Sugar Minott,
The Black Dice,
Monolake,
The J.B.'s,
Suburban Knight,
EPMD,
The Divine Comedy,
Nils Olav,
World's Most,
Isaac Hayes,
the Bar-Kays,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
48th St. Collective,
The Dirtbombs, The Dirtbombs, The Dirtbombs, The Dirtbombs.
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.