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 Cape Verde and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Sugar Minott to the rock 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 Cameo. All the underground hits.
All Scion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Chocolate Watch Band 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sight & Sound,
Robert Hood,
Black Moon,
Stockholm Monsters,
Mr. Review,
Rhythm & Sound,
Don Cherry,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Ohio Players,
Lou Reed,
Junior Murvin,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The United States of America,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Todd Terry,
The Walker Brothers,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Litter,
Banda Bassotti,
Matthew Halsall,
The Names,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Fire Engines,
Lalann,
Marshall Jefferson,
Cymande,
The Remains,
Index,
Jacques Brel,
E-Dancer,
JFA,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Reuben Wilson,
a-ha,
Nico,
John Foxx,
Nils Olav,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Soul Sonic Force,
the Normal,
Aloha Tigers,
Roy Ayers,
Anakelly,
Bill Near,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Blackbyrds,
Infiniti,
Popol Vuh,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Johnny Osbourne,
Kevin Saunderson,
Electric Prunes,
Amon Düül II,
The American Breed,
Faraquet,
Quantec,
The Martian,
Surgeon,
Eden Ahbez,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band.
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.