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 St Kitts & Nevis and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Flesh Eaters to the disco kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Bootsy's Rubber Band. All the underground hits.
All Major Organ And The Adding Machine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Traffic Nightmare record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 sitar and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Erykah Badu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marine Girls,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Skatalites,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Heaven 17,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Inner City,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Idris Muhammad,
Harpers Bizarre,
Nik Kershaw,
Magazine,
Lakeside,
Thee Headcoats,
Ultimate Spinach,
Jimmy McGriff,
Soulsonic Force,
Lou Christie,
Absolute Body Control,
Sonny Sharrock,
Newcleus,
Harmonia,
Sight & Sound,
Aaron Thompson,
Toni Rubio,
Sarah Menescal,
The Remains,
Quadrant,
Spoonie Gee,
Rekid,
Easy Going,
Loose Ends,
Marshall Jefferson,
CMW,
Barrington Levy,
Chris Corsano,
Matthew Halsall,
Hoover,
Camouflage,
Peter and Kerry,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Martian,
Roxy Music,
Main Source,
Judy Mowatt,
Soul II Soul,
Moby Grape,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Glambeats Corp.,
Goldenarms,
Guru Guru,
UT,
Bobby Byrd,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Five Americans,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Evens,
Al Stewart,
The Fire Engines,
The Count Five, The Count Five, The Count Five, The Count Five.
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.