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 Mali and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Johannesburg.
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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Von Mondo to the jazz 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 The Standells. All the underground hits.
All Guru Guru tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Parry Music record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Skaos record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
kango's stein massive,
Underground Resistance,
The Golliwogs,
Sight & Sound,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Prince Buster,
The Beau Brummels,
Duran Duran,
Yaz,
JFA,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Essential Logic,
Spandau Ballet,
Judy Mowatt,
The Flesh Eaters,
Jandek,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Jimmy McGriff,
Cluster,
Iggy Pop,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Parry Music,
Ultra Naté,
X-102,
Lalo Schifrin,
Derrick Morgan,
Kayak,
D'Angelo,
Fugazi,
The Invisible,
Pantaleimon,
Magma,
Blancmange,
Kool Moe Dee,
Scan 7,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Roger Hodgson,
DJ Style,
Eric Copeland,
Index,
Crash Course in Science,
Malaria!,
Nirvana,
E-Dancer,
Goldenarms,
Oneida,
Thee Headcoats,
Alton Ellis,
Sonny Sharrock,
Whodini,
David Axelrod,
Dennis Brown,
Second Layer,
John Holt,
The Divine Comedy,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Terrestrial Tones,
Los Fastidios,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
X-Ray Spex,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Magazine, Magazine, Magazine, Magazine.
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.