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 Dominica and from Johannesburg.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 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 The Trojans to the crunk 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 Sister Nancy. All the underground hits.
All Camberwell Now tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lafayette Afro Rock Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Whodini record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Doobie Brothers,
The Human League,
Eurythmics,
Slave,
Nick Fraelich,
The Angels of Light,
The Pop Group,
Scratch Acid,
Jeff Mills,
Tubeway Army,
Kurtis Blow,
E-Dancer,
Second Layer,
The Fortunes,
Pet Shop Boys,
Albert Ayler,
Davy DMX,
Can,
EPMD,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Popol Vuh,
Kayak,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Rotary Connection,
Chris Corsano,
Zero Boys,
Arcadia,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Cramps,
Fluxion,
Animal Collective,
Johnny Clarke,
Lower 48,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Depeche Mode,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Mr. Review,
Metal Thangz,
Boredoms,
Amon Düül II,
Skriet,
Black Sheep,
Curtis Mayfield,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Groovy Waters,
The Gories,
Jimmy McGriff,
Wasted Youth,
Kerrie Biddell,
Subhumans,
Section 25,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Sunsets and Hearts,
These Immortal Souls,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Connie Case,
cv313,
Junior Murvin,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Rekid,
Negative Approach,
Mission of Burma, Mission of Burma, Mission of Burma, Mission of Burma.
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.