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 Malta and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Michelle Simonal to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Royal Family And The Poor. All the underground hits.
All One Last Wish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Juan Atkins 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Althea and Donna record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Black Dice,
Mars,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Sight & Sound,
Dennis Brown,
Joy Division,
Arthur Verocai,
Peter & Gordon,
Dual Sessions,
Excepter,
Pole,
The Fall,
Sam Rivers,
Toni Rubio,
Grey Daturas,
Royal Trux,
Ornette Coleman,
Sugar Minott,
Erasure,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Gories,
Ralphi Rosario,
Glenn Branca,
Mark Hollis,
a-ha,
Eli Mardock,
The American Breed,
Aural Exciters,
Public Enemy,
The Human League,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Au Pairs,
Zapp,
Matthew Halsall,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Pantytec,
Camberwell Now,
The Knickerbockers,
Y Pants,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Gong,
Intrusion,
Ultravox,
The Blackbyrds,
Kool Moe Dee,
Scratch Acid,
the Sonics,
L. Decosne,
Sixth Finger,
Brothers Johnson,
Eden Ahbez,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Massinfluence,
Junior Murvin,
Wire,
The Raincoats,
The Pretty Things,
Jerry's Kids,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Aswad,
Frankie Knuckles,
Swell Maps,
Man Eating Sloth, Man Eating Sloth, Man Eating Sloth, Man Eating Sloth.
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.