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 South Africa and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Mandrill to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Liaisons Dangereuses. All the underground hits.
All Susan Cadogan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every A Certain Ratio record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Babytalk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
MDC,
Boz Scaggs,
Gong,
The Toasters,
Make Up,
Joyce Sims,
Parry Music,
Derrick Morgan,
One Last Wish,
Glenn Branca,
Malaria!,
Boogie Down Productions,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Blake Baxter,
Jacob Miller,
Liliput,
The Monochrome Set,
Outsiders,
Monks,
Hashim,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Josef K,
Brand Nubian,
Jeff Mills,
Crispian St. Peters,
Von Mondo,
Sun Ra,
Black Pus,
Goldenarms,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Niagra,
Procol Harum,
Aaron Thompson,
Steve Hackett,
Duran Duran,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Q and Not U,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Buzzcocks,
Sound Behaviour,
Neil Young,
The Invisible,
Spandau Ballet,
Second Layer,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Gregory Isaacs,
Livin' Joy,
Spoonie Gee,
Excepter,
Kurtis Blow,
The Index,
Howard Jones,
Crooked Eye,
Metal Thangz,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Todd Terry,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Sex Pistols,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Delon & Dalcan,
Eric Copeland,
The Smiths,
The Fall, The Fall, The Fall, The Fall.
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.