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 Angola and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Aswad to the punk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Fela Kuti. All the underground hits.
All Yaz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Television record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a La Düsseldorf record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fort Wilson Riot,
Qualms,
Saccharine Trust,
The Skatalites,
Lou Christie,
The Doobie Brothers,
Cybotron,
KRS-One,
The Remains,
The Wake,
Piero Umiliani,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Pere Ubu,
Eurythmics,
R.M.O.,
Marine Girls,
Scrapy,
The Walker Brothers,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Kerrie Biddell,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Golliwogs,
Alice Coltrane,
The American Breed,
Cecil Taylor,
Masters at Work,
Harry Pussy,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Fear,
The Blues Magoos,
The Last Poets,
Thee Headcoats,
Isaac Hayes,
X-Ray Spex,
Thompson Twins,
Magazine,
Sun Ra,
The Velvet Underground,
Q65,
Spandau Ballet,
Country Teasers,
Derrick Morgan,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Lungfish,
Flash Fearless,
Rotary Connection,
Basic Channel,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Bizarre Inc.,
Cluster,
Joyce Sims,
Ten City,
Magma,
The Modern Lovers,
Mr. Review,
Donald Byrd,
Arcadia,
Blancmange,
LL Cool J,
Popol Vuh,
One Last Wish,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson.
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.