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 Japan and from Mumbai.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and New York.
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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 a-ha 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 The Blackbyrds. All the underground hits.
All Derrick Morgan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Walker Brothers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun Ra Arkestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Judy Mowatt,
The Count Five,
Toni Rubio,
Inner City,
Kayak,
Index,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Mars,
Public Enemy,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Scion,
Peter and Kerry,
Eden Ahbez,
Bronski Beat,
Royal Trux,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Radiohead,
Pet Shop Boys,
Black Bananas,
The Doors,
Smog,
Section 25,
Japan,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Sexual Harrassment,
Yusef Lateef,
The Motions,
Kaleidoscope,
Sun Ra,
The Mojo Men,
Tim Buckley,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Lalann,
Hasil Adkins,
Hoover,
Second Layer,
Harpers Bizarre,
the Bar-Kays,
the Association,
Suburban Knight,
Young Marble Giants,
Agitation Free,
Josef K,
Cymande,
Ornette Coleman,
Robert Wyatt,
The Smoke,
Saccharine Trust,
Letta Mbulu,
the Slits,
Cluster,
Byron Stingily,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Birthday Party,
Organ,
The Sonics,
Barclay James Harvest,
Laurel Aitken,
Sam Rivers,
Bad Manners,
Junior Murvin,
The United States of America,
John Cale,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon.
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.