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 Cameroon and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Tom Boy to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Malaria!. All the underground hits.
All The Durutti Column 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 grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a K-Klass record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camberwell Now,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Mars,
The Names,
Scion,
Danielle Patucci,
The Move,
Jesper Dahlback,
X-102,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Index,
The Moleskins,
Supertramp,
Leonard Cohen,
Cluster,
Fat Boys,
The Invisible,
Avey Tare,
Buzzcocks,
The Red Krayola,
New Order,
Rotary Connection,
X-101,
Derrick Morgan,
Section 25,
The Music Machine,
Prince Buster,
Second Layer,
The Smiths,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Minnie Riperton,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Dave Clark Five,
Derrick May,
Reuben Wilson,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Lightning Bolt,
Brand Nubian,
ABC,
Hasil Adkins,
Lakeside,
Bang On A Can,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Angry Samoans,
Cybotron,
Easy Going,
Vainqueur,
Jimmy McGriff,
Soul II Soul,
Ice-T,
Maurizio,
Goldenarms,
Wasted Youth,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Misunderstood,
Faust,
Minor Threat,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Bluetip,
Warren Ellis,
Soft Cell,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes.
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.