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 Angola and from Copenhagen.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the güiro 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 Soul II Soul to the dance kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Stockholm Monsters. All the underground hits.
All Eyeless In Gaza tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Red Lorry Yellow Lorry record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Echospace record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Trojans,
Radiohead,
Cameo,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Anakelly,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Skatalites,
Bobby Sherman,
Connie Case,
OOIOO,
Black Moon,
Silicon Teens,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Khruangbin,
Wire,
Joe Smooth,
Drexciya,
Al Stewart,
Little Man,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Deakin,
Terry Callier,
Bronski Beat,
Cheater Slicks,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Star Department,
Pantaleimon,
the Fania All-Stars,
Drive Like Jehu,
Procol Harum,
Liliput,
Bobby Womack,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Ralphi Rosario,
Wasted Youth,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Brick,
The Fuzztones,
Mandrill,
Brand Nubian,
Funky Four + One,
The Seeds,
Talk Talk,
Bad Manners,
June Days,
Hot Snakes,
LL Cool J,
Radio Birdman,
Jacob Miller,
Eric B and Rakim,
Swans,
Rapeman,
Slave,
UT,
Amon Düül,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Mojo Men,
Livin' Joy,
Robert Hood,
KRS-One,
Kas Product, Kas Product, Kas Product, Kas Product.
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.