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 Malta and from New York.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 The Mummies to the crunk 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 The Black Dice. All the underground hits.
All Qualms tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Heavy D & The Boyz record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 guitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Brand Nubian record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Pagans,
The Martian,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Joe Finger,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Essential Logic,
The Tremeloes,
The Gap Band,
Joe Smooth,
Bronski Beat,
Blake Baxter,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Mojo Men,
Minutemen,
Yaz,
Stiv Bators,
Pet Shop Boys,
Eric Copeland,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Camberwell Now,
Kevin Saunderson,
Judy Mowatt,
Barbara Tucker,
Scott Walker,
Brick,
Kerri Chandler,
Brass Construction,
Hardrive,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Model 500,
Charles Mingus,
Marshall Jefferson,
Robert Wyatt,
Skaos,
Roy Ayers,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Big Daddy Kane,
Stockholm Monsters,
Moss Icon,
The Angels of Light,
Country Teasers,
The Cramps,
Warren Ellis,
Archie Shepp,
DJ Sneak,
Zero Boys,
Index,
Jesper Dahlback,
Letta Mbulu,
Kurtis Blow,
Marvin Gaye,
Ronnie Foster,
Desert Stars,
Black Sheep,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Happenings,
Parry Music,
Public Enemy,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band.
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.