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 Morocco and from Mumbai.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 Larry & the Blue Notes to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Prince Buster. All the underground hits.
All Chris Corsano tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alice Coltrane record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rotary Connection record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
These Immortal Souls,
Desert Stars,
The Gories,
The Doobie Brothers,
Mad Mike,
Flipper,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Stetsasonic,
The Stooges,
Brass Construction,
The Moleskins,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Janne Schatter,
Boz Scaggs,
The Remains,
Johnny Osbourne,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Marc Almond,
kango's stein massive,
X-101,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Bang On A Can,
Mission of Burma,
Simply Red,
Ludus,
Oneida,
Ultra Naté,
Underground Resistance,
Leonard Cohen,
The Wake,
Derrick May,
Absolute Body Control,
Moss Icon,
Cabaret Voltaire,
L. Decosne,
Tubeway Army,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Soul Sonic Force,
China Crisis,
Idris Muhammad,
Inner City,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Minnie Riperton,
Scan 7,
the Slits,
Sparks,
Neil Young,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Parry Music,
The Pretty Things,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Technova,
Easy Going,
Freddie Wadling,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Slackers,
Connie Case,
Sex Pistols,
Magma,
Massinfluence,
Qualms,
June Days, June Days, June Days, June Days.
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.