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 Kenya and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Saints to the funk 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 Marshall Jefferson. All the underground hits.
All Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 clarinet and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Monochrome Set record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jeff Mills,
In Retrospect,
The Kinks,
Mo-Dettes,
Jacob Miller,
The Sonics,
Gil Scott Heron,
Arab on Radar,
The Fall,
The Last Poets,
Al Stewart,
Fugazi,
Wings,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Sixth Finger,
Henry Cow,
Surgeon,
The Moleskins,
The Music Machine,
the Bar-Kays,
Nik Kershaw,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Kurtis Blow,
Gregory Isaacs,
Theoretical Girls,
Matthew Halsall,
The Shadows of Knight,
Rites of Spring,
Oneida,
Television Personalities,
Sällskapet,
Vladislav Delay,
Alice Coltrane,
Metal Thangz,
Judy Mowatt,
R.M.O.,
Lalann,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Matthew Bourne,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Albert Ayler,
Bobby Womack,
ABC,
Guru Guru,
Marc Almond,
Intrusion,
Mission of Burma,
Robert Wyatt,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Yazoo,
Aaron Thompson,
Yellowson,
Junior Murvin,
Altered Images,
Stereo Dub,
The Electric Prunes,
Deakin,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Happenings,
Robert Görl, Robert Görl, Robert Görl, Robert Görl.
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.