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 St Kitts & Nevis and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the theremin 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 New York Dolls to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Cameo. All the underground hits.
All David Axelrod tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Suburban Knight record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 a guitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Blancmange record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Junior Murvin,
Lindisfarne,
Faust,
Camberwell Now,
Robert Görl,
Dark Day,
Spandau Ballet,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Yusef Lateef,
Aaron Thompson,
Delta 5,
Lou Christie,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Minor Threat,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Delon & Dalcan,
Soulsonic Force,
Quantec,
The Divine Comedy,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Johnny Osbourne,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Tommy Roe,
Frankie Knuckles,
Fat Boys,
Althea and Donna,
Monolake,
The Gun Club,
Second Layer,
Mission of Burma,
Dennis Brown,
Danielle Patucci,
Toni Rubio,
The Dead C,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Angels of Light,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Sugar Minott,
Sound Behaviour,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Masters at Work,
The Monochrome Set,
Goldenarms,
The Names,
Guru Guru,
Joy Division,
Camouflage,
The Velvet Underground,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
R.M.O.,
The Skatalites,
Chrome,
Model 500,
Avey Tare,
Black Flag,
Public Image Ltd.,
Blancmange,
Depeche Mode,
The Happenings, The Happenings, The Happenings, The Happenings.
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.