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 Grenada and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Cymande to the jazz 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 Newcleus. All the underground hits.
All Cybotron tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scrapy 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Godley & Creme record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Underground Resistance,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Gories,
Parry Music,
10cc,
Sugar Minott,
Max Romeo,
Eden Ahbez,
Jeru the Damaja,
Gastr Del Sol,
Bootsy Collins,
Kerri Chandler,
Don Cherry,
Massinfluence,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
June Days,
Moss Icon,
Gichy Dan,
Marmalade,
Barclay James Harvest,
Black Bananas,
Ituana,
The Dirtbombs,
Arab on Radar,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Visage,
Carl Craig,
Bush Tetras,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Lalann,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Juan Atkins,
Soul II Soul,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Fat Boys,
Black Sheep,
Echospace,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Monks,
Radiohead,
OOIOO,
Derrick Morgan,
Rufus Thomas,
The Fortunes,
Circle Jerks,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The United States of America,
Ohio Players,
The Residents,
Henry Cow,
Fatback Band,
E-Dancer,
Archie Shepp,
David Axelrod,
The Black Dice,
Aaron Thompson,
H. Thieme,
Inner City,
Nick Fraelich,
Idris Muhammad,
Radio Birdman, Radio Birdman, Radio Birdman, Radio Birdman.
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.