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 Thailand and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 clarinet 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 Ajijia Myrayebe to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Maleditus Sound. All the underground hits.
All Babytalk tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cybotron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Gun Club,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
It's A Beautiful Day,
In Retrospect,
The Skatalites,
Shoche,
Supertramp,
Iggy Pop,
Unrelated Segments,
Matthew Halsall,
Leonard Cohen,
Marc Almond,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Parry Music,
Magma,
The Fall,
Rakim,
Radiohead,
The Stooges,
Jacques Brel,
Eurythmics,
Gabor Szabo,
Dead Boys,
Moss Icon,
Inner City,
Reuben Wilson,
The Last Poets,
Aural Exciters,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
PIL,
The Velvet Underground,
Symarip,
Easy Going,
Intrusion,
Johnny Clarke,
Scientists,
Bizarre Inc.,
Altered Images,
Donny Hathaway,
Charles Mingus,
A Certain Ratio,
Stereo Dub,
Connie Case,
Boredoms,
Big Daddy Kane,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Brick,
The Techniques,
Outsiders,
The Litter,
Dawn Penn,
Moby Grape,
Nico,
Niagra,
Lakeside,
Tom Boy,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Associates,
The Human League,
Bobby Womack,
Lungfish,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Avey Tare,
Reagan Youth,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago.
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.