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 Syria and from Paris.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Edmonton.
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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the güiro 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 The Knickerbockers to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Monks. All the underground hits.
All Niagra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Barbara Tucker record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 guitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Qualms record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Heavy D & The Boyz,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Accadde A,
Flash Fearless,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Barrington Levy,
The Wake,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Funky Four + One,
The Busters,
DJ Style,
Camberwell Now,
Kool Moe Dee,
Blossom Toes,
Parry Music,
Throbbing Gristle,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Siglo XX,
Terry Callier,
Infiniti,
The Velvet Underground,
Moss Icon,
Bizarre Inc.,
Nation of Ulysses,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Toasters,
Angry Samoans,
Theoretical Girls,
Interpol,
Suburban Knight,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Main Source,
ABC,
Alton Ellis,
Public Enemy,
Sister Nancy,
The Fortunes,
The Fall,
Tres Demented,
Jacob Miller,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Black Flag,
Crispian St. Peters,
Marcia Griffiths,
Dead Boys,
The Happenings,
Grauzone,
Gabor Szabo,
Erykah Badu,
The Gories,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Hashim,
Terrestrial Tones,
Scan 7,
Archie Shepp,
The Stooges,
Lindisfarne,
Howard Jones, Howard Jones, Howard Jones, Howard Jones.
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.