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 St Lucia and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise 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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 güiro 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 Fatback Band to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Bronski Beat. All the underground hits.
All The Seeds tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yusef Lateef 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 synthesizer and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Brothers Johnson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Guru Guru,
Chris Corsano,
Japan,
Kayak,
Surgeon,
Vainqueur,
Black Bananas,
Cymande,
Aloha Tigers,
Marc Almond,
the Germs,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Quando Quango,
Technova,
The Names,
Ice-T,
Barclay James Harvest,
Infiniti,
Darondo,
Accadde A,
Monks,
Barry Ungar,
Lucky Dragons,
Barbara Tucker,
The Doors,
Nas,
Jeru the Damaja,
Deepchord,
The Happenings,
Eric Copeland,
Sonic Youth,
The Shadows of Knight,
ABC,
Joyce Sims,
Lebanon Hanover,
cv313,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Kevin Saunderson,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Matthew Bourne,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Beau Brummels,
The Fortunes,
Schoolly D,
8 Eyed Spy,
CMW,
James White and The Blacks,
Kurtis Blow,
John Coltrane,
Arthur Verocai,
John Foxx,
Anthony Braxton,
Gang of Four,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Kenny Larkin,
In Retrospect,
Connie Case,
Brothers Johnson, Brothers Johnson, Brothers Johnson, Brothers Johnson.
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.