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 Canada and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 chamberlin 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 Main Source to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Kerrie Biddell. All the underground hits.
All The J.B.'s tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Boogie Down Productions 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 linndrum and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Second Layer record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ultravox,
Urselle,
Fela Kuti,
Marshall Jefferson,
Desert Stars,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Kas Product,
Grey Daturas,
Moby Grape,
Ornette Coleman,
Arab on Radar,
Pylon,
Moebius,
Minny Pops,
Matthew Bourne,
Bronski Beat,
Joey Negro,
Basic Channel,
The Offenders,
Toni Rubio,
Alton Ellis,
Motorama,
Dawn Penn,
Quando Quango,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Joe Smooth,
James White and The Blacks,
EPMD,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
A Certain Ratio,
Yellowson,
Masters at Work,
Lightning Bolt,
Glenn Branca,
The Walker Brothers,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Franke,
Index,
The Moleskins,
Main Source,
June Days,
Ultra Naté,
Los Fastidios,
Slave,
Pantytec,
The Tremeloes,
Dark Day,
Nas,
Soft Cell,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
New Age Steppers,
Nick Fraelich,
Faust,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Gabor Szabo,
Soul II Soul,
Boredoms,
The Selecter,
Skriet,
Sound Behaviour,
Barrington Levy, Barrington Levy, Barrington Levy, Barrington Levy.
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.