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 Jamaica and from Spokane.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Copenhagen.
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 808 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 Lizzy Mercier Descloux to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 The Chocolate Watch Band. All the underground hits.
All Pulsallama tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jesper Dahlbäck 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marine Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Deakin,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
John Coltrane,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Flash Fearless,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Dark Day,
Sound Behaviour,
Kurtis Blow,
Smog,
Gang Gang Dance,
Aswad,
Freddie Wadling,
Youth Brigade,
The Mojo Men,
Outsiders,
Eric Dolphy,
Donny Hathaway,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Bauhaus,
Soft Cell,
Aural Exciters,
JFA,
Drive Like Jehu,
Joyce Sims,
Monolake,
Ponytail,
The Leaves,
Radio Birdman,
Isaac Hayes,
Deepchord,
New Age Steppers,
Sam Rivers,
The Gap Band,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Zapp,
Harmonia,
Eric B and Rakim,
Section 25,
June Days,
Interpol,
Glambeats Corp.,
Unwound,
Matthew Halsall,
The Cure,
Ice-T,
Amon Düül II,
Derrick May,
Barrington Levy,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Black Sheep,
Matthew Bourne,
The Zeros,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Crispian St. Peters,
Television Personalities,
Ludus,
T.S.O.L.,
The Blackbyrds, The Blackbyrds, The Blackbyrds, The Blackbyrds.
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.