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 Brazil and from Calgary.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 rhodes 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 Grandmaster Flash to the rap kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Marc Almond. All the underground hits.
All Infiniti tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fela Kuti record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Larry & the Blue Notes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
These Immortal Souls,
Brass Construction,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Sonny Sharrock,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Man Eating Sloth,
Moss Icon,
Donald Byrd,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Slave,
Jimmy McGriff,
Arab on Radar,
Sexual Harrassment,
Bizarre Inc.,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Vladislav Delay,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Chris Corsano,
DJ Sneak,
Joyce Sims,
Brand Nubian,
Alison Limerick,
Joey Negro,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Lou Christie,
Todd Terry,
Barrington Levy,
Parry Music,
Gastr Del Sol,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Stetsasonic,
Crash Course in Science,
Mary Jane Girls,
Kas Product,
Marmalade,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
New York Dolls,
Cybotron,
The Buckinghams,
The Blues Magoos,
The Human League,
Sandy B,
Pussy Galore,
Reuben Wilson,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Lungfish,
John Foxx,
LL Cool J,
Mark Hollis,
Roxette,
Scratch Acid,
Peter and Kerry,
The Pretty Things,
Al Stewart,
Negative Approach,
ABC,
Hasil Adkins,
Deepchord, Deepchord, Deepchord, Deepchord.
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.