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 Vanuatu and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 snare 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 Davy DMX to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 OOIOO. All the underground hits.
All Barclay James Harvest tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roxy Music 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eve St. Jones record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sun Ra,
The Flesh Eaters,
Unrelated Segments,
Erasure,
Sonny Sharrock,
Tom Boy,
Clear Light,
Michelle Simonal,
Royal Trux,
The Birthday Party,
The Toasters,
Delta 5,
Sugar Minott,
The Knickerbockers,
Lou Christie,
Fear,
Pet Shop Boys,
Bush Tetras,
Barclay James Harvest,
Sound Behaviour,
Thompson Twins,
Schoolly D,
New Order,
The Dave Clark Five,
Surgeon,
Porter Ricks,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Faraquet,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Al Stewart,
Chris & Cosey,
The Cowsills,
Adolescents,
Josef K,
Pulsallama,
The Blackbyrds,
Monks,
Freddie Wadling,
Liliput,
Scan 7,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Television Personalities,
Zapp,
Sällskapet,
Au Pairs,
The Alarm Clocks,
Reagan Youth,
Brand Nubian,
Marshall Jefferson,
Yellowson,
Alton Ellis,
48th St. Collective,
Television,
Jesper Dahlback,
Funky Four + One,
MC5,
A Certain Ratio,
David Axelrod,
Bobby Womack,
Livin' Joy,
kango's stein massive,
Fluxion,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx.
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.