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 Mexico and from Spokane.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Manila.
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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the marimba 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 Masters at Work to the crunk 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 The Shadows of Knight. All the underground hits.
All Black Pus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Depeche Mode record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
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 Danielle Patucci record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Sonics,
Henry Cow,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
New Order,
Electric Prunes,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Ronan,
Charles Mingus,
Lightning Bolt,
Pierre Henry,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
This Heat,
Deepchord,
Groovy Waters,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Searchers,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Skatalites,
June Days,
David Axelrod,
Pharoah Sanders,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Deadbeat,
The Mojo Men,
Lebanon Hanover,
Oblivians,
Ken Boothe,
Avey Tare,
Rhythm & Sound,
Camberwell Now,
Gang Starr,
Terrestrial Tones,
Fatback Band,
Lindisfarne,
Spandau Ballet,
Throbbing Gristle,
X-Ray Spex,
ABBA,
Flipper,
Lou Christie,
Terry Callier,
Eric B and Rakim,
Sugar Minott,
The Music Machine,
Khruangbin,
The Buckinghams,
the Fania All-Stars,
Rufus Thomas,
Joyce Sims,
Reagan Youth,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Ohio Players,
David Bowie,
Godley & Creme,
Amon Düül,
Amazonics,
Sun Ra,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Flash Fearless,
Tommy Roe,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron.
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.