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 Singapore and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 Beijing and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 DeepChord presents Echospace 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 Rahsaan Roland Kirk. All the underground hits.
All Jesper Dahlbäck tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sly & The Family Stone record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soul Sonic Force record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Whodini,
Soulsonic Force,
Dual Sessions,
Ludus,
Average White Band,
The Flesh Eaters,
Joensuu 1685,
10cc,
Sixth Finger,
Wally Richardson,
Lyres,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Juan Atkins,
The Remains,
Prince Buster,
Lou Christie,
Bobby Sherman,
Flash Fearless,
Toni Rubio,
Fat Boys,
Roger Hodgson,
Brass Construction,
Monks,
David McCallum,
Zero Boys,
the Normal,
Metal Thangz,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Warsaw,
The Residents,
Chris Corsano,
The Skatalites,
Electric Prunes,
Skarface,
Blancmange,
Terrestrial Tones,
Adolescents,
Peter & Gordon,
Desert Stars,
T. Rex,
The Litter,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Black Flag,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Deadbeat,
Q and Not U,
Pierre Henry,
Bush Tetras,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Tubeway Army,
The Associates,
The Wake,
Joy Division,
Rosa Yemen,
Brick,
Marvin Gaye,
Harry Pussy,
Grandmaster Flash,
Livin' Joy,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Pagans,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band.
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.