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 Chile and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 snare 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 Jeru the Damaja to the dance 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 cv313. All the underground hits.
All Bill Wells tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jeru the Damaja 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Amon Düül record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Moody Blues,
The Raincoats,
Wings,
Rakim,
Moss Icon,
Fela Kuti,
Subhumans,
Adolescents,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Count Five,
The Electric Prunes,
Barclay James Harvest,
Big Daddy Kane,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Scott Walker,
Scrapy,
Massinfluence,
Arcadia,
Scan 7,
EPMD,
The Golliwogs,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Smoke,
The Star Department,
Young Marble Giants,
Public Enemy,
MDC,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Aswad,
The Selecter,
The Searchers,
Delon & Dalcan,
Bang On A Can,
John Cale,
Bobby Sherman,
The Associates,
Pussy Galore,
James White and The Blacks,
Lee Hazlewood,
Kenny Larkin,
Boredoms,
Deakin,
The Cramps,
Neil Young,
The Modern Lovers,
Jandek,
Lalo Schifrin,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Section 25,
The Offenders,
Sonny Sharrock,
Soft Machine,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Byron Stingily,
Simply Red,
Duran Duran,
Lungfish,
Scratch Acid,
Flamin' Groovies,
Khruangbin,
AZ,
Boz Scaggs,
Pet Shop Boys,
Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids.
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.