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 Norway and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 808 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 Grauzone to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Pharoah Sanders. All the underground hits.
All Echospace tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Crash Course in Science record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 linndrum and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flipper record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Howard Jones,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Moss Icon,
Main Source,
The Gladiators,
Altered Images,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Busters,
Chris Corsano,
The Toasters,
Blancmange,
The Mighty Diamonds,
the Association,
Sight & Sound,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Rites of Spring,
Robert Görl,
Rhythm & Sound,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Judy Mowatt,
Reuben Wilson,
Ponytail,
The Buckinghams,
Au Pairs,
Soft Machine,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Hashim,
Thompson Twins,
The Pop Group,
Maurizio,
Kurtis Blow,
E-Dancer,
Isaac Hayes,
Little Man,
Audionom,
10cc,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Bronski Beat,
Q and Not U,
H. Thieme,
The Blackbyrds,
The Vogues,
The Wake,
Yusef Lateef,
Scrapy,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Arab on Radar,
Sarah Menescal,
Popol Vuh,
Dawn Penn,
Albert Ayler,
Mark Hollis,
ABBA,
Dual Sessions,
The Cowsills,
The Electric Prunes,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Avey Tare,
Infiniti, Infiniti, Infiniti, Infiniti.
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.