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 Cambodia and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in 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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Khruangbin to the jazz 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 Y Pants. All the underground hits.
All Jimmy McGriff tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Isaac Hayes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Glambeats Corp. record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gregory Isaacs,
DJ Sneak,
Clear Light,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Quantec,
Mark Hollis,
Stockholm Monsters,
Bauhaus,
The Young Rascals,
Pole,
The Saints,
Ossler,
Fear,
Sun Ra,
Chrome,
Youth Brigade,
Mandrill,
The Dead C,
Trumans Water,
E-Dancer,
Tom Boy,
Procol Harum,
The Martian,
Ken Boothe,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Jeff Mills,
Todd Terry,
Bluetip,
The Buckinghams,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Quando Quango,
Lalann,
Sex Pistols,
Eli Mardock,
Essential Logic,
Tubeway Army,
The Gories,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Fat Boys,
Sight & Sound,
10cc,
Lungfish,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Cymande,
Cluster,
Scan 7,
The Gap Band,
CMW,
X-102,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Danielle Patucci,
The Black Dice,
Shuggie Otis,
Cal Tjader,
The Tremeloes,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Flash Fearless,
Sugar Minott,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Lower 48, Lower 48, Lower 48, Lower 48.
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.