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 Uzbekistan and from Glasgow.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the 808 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 Junior Murvin to the rap 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 Jeru the Damaja. All the underground hits.
All Andrew Hill tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Donny Hathaway record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Black Dice record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sun Ra,
Audionom,
Suicide,
Con Funk Shun,
Circle Jerks,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Derrick Morgan,
Schoolly D,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Star Department,
Moebius,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Excepter,
Hardrive,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Kool Moe Dee,
Amazonics,
Dark Day,
Bobby Byrd,
Gil Scott Heron,
Pole,
A Certain Ratio,
Radiopuhelimet,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Busters,
Youth Brigade,
Easy Going,
Bill Wells,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Radio Birdman,
Sixth Finger,
David McCallum,
Slick Rick,
Los Fastidios,
Warren Ellis,
Minutemen,
Don Cherry,
Tom Boy,
Flamin' Groovies,
Junior Murvin,
Heaven 17,
Aswad,
Bizarre Inc.,
Camouflage,
K-Klass,
Ken Boothe,
Todd Rundgren,
The Victims,
The Martian,
Jeru the Damaja,
F. McDonald,
Scrapy,
The Misunderstood,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Iggy Pop,
Outsiders,
Roy Ayers,
The Raincoats, The Raincoats, The Raincoats, The Raincoats.
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.