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 Comoros and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 Glasgow and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Porter Ricks to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Urselle. All the underground hits.
All the Association tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Donny Hathaway 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soul II Soul record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Adolescents,
Von Mondo,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Graham Central Station,
The United States of America,
Wally Richardson,
The Busters,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Malaria!,
Bush Tetras,
The Neon Judgement,
Cecil Taylor,
Fat Boys,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Aswad,
Second Layer,
Bobby Womack,
Television Personalities,
Lower 48,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Kayak,
T.S.O.L.,
Mad Mike,
Harpers Bizarre,
Juan Atkins,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Letta Mbulu,
Peter and Kerry,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Nico,
Jandek,
Yusef Lateef,
Pierre Henry,
Neu!,
Donny Hathaway,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Vogues,
Robert Wyatt,
Camberwell Now,
Ralphi Rosario,
a-ha,
The Cure,
Animal Collective,
Cluster,
Lakeside,
New Order,
Stereo Dub,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Monochrome Set,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Golliwogs,
Jawbox,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Procol Harum,
Soft Cell,
Spoonie Gee,
Zapp,
The Five Americans,
Henry Cow,
Amon Düül II,
Banda Bassotti,
Country Teasers,
Symarip, Symarip, Symarip, Symarip.
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.