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 Somalia and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise 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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 sitar 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 Yusef Lateef to the jazz 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 Lalo Schifrin. All the underground hits.
All Ultimate Spinach tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ronan 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Simply Red record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
D'Angelo,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Bluetip,
Half Japanese,
The Monochrome Set,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Walker Brothers,
Rod Modell,
Gang Gang Dance,
Scion,
Outsiders,
Camberwell Now,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Blake Baxter,
Girls At Our Best!,
Monks,
The Neon Judgement,
Matthew Bourne,
The Zeros,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Music Machine,
Freddie Wadling,
Minnie Riperton,
Symarip,
cv313,
8 Eyed Spy,
Sonny Sharrock,
Pantaleimon,
Oneida,
Wally Richardson,
Howard Jones,
Jacques Brel,
Bronski Beat,
Country Teasers,
Liliput,
Mary Jane Girls,
Aswad,
LL Cool J,
Fela Kuti,
Ten City,
The Trojans,
Maleditus Sound,
K-Klass,
Alton Ellis,
Suicide,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Camouflage,
Michelle Simonal,
Flipper,
The Pop Group,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Television,
FM Einheit,
Junior Murvin,
Nick Fraelich,
Lakeside,
Minutemen,
Marvin Gaye,
U.S. Maple,
Tubeway Army,
X-102,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Seeds,
Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen.
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.