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 Andorra and from Lille.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Taipei.
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 Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Brick to the rap 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 Main Source. All the underground hits.
All Radiohead tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Swell Maps record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Stooges record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
D'Angelo,
Faust,
Massinfluence,
Boredoms,
Supertramp,
Rod Modell,
Oblivians,
Sugar Minott,
Make Up,
UT,
The Names,
Lightning Bolt,
Ohio Players,
The Last Poets,
Suburban Knight,
Bush Tetras,
Radio Birdman,
Pet Shop Boys,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Michelle Simonal,
Agitation Free,
Ponytail,
Man Parrish,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Pop Group,
Little Man,
Bootsy Collins,
Sex Pistols,
Fatback Band,
Bluetip,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Tim Buckley,
Swell Maps,
Tommy Roe,
H. Thieme,
Cal Tjader,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Danielle Patucci,
The Dave Clark Five,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
48th St. Collective,
LL Cool J,
Loose Ends,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Sonny Sharrock,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Smiths,
Joe Smooth,
Zapp,
Quando Quango,
Jeff Mills,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Lyres,
Sparks,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Kenny Larkin, Kenny Larkin, Kenny Larkin, Kenny Larkin.
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.