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 Portugal and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Sao Paulo.
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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Swans to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Cymande. All the underground hits.
All John Coltrane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Henry Cow record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Justin Hinds & The Dominoes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sugar Minott,
The Moleskins,
Traffic Nightmare,
Connie Case,
Joey Negro,
The Star Department,
Siglo XX,
Cal Tjader,
Albert Ayler,
Carl Craig,
Junior Murvin,
New Order,
Eve St. Jones,
Jeff Mills,
Juan Atkins,
Radiohead,
Basic Channel,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Bizarre Inc.,
Byron Stingily,
Archie Shepp,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Tres Demented,
Ohio Players,
The Fall,
X-101,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Masters at Work,
Jeff Lynne,
The Shadows of Knight,
Iggy Pop,
Brick,
Marmalade,
The Mojo Men,
Ponytail,
The Sound,
Bobby Sherman,
Severed Heads,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Ludus,
Rhythm & Sound,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Pharoah Sanders,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Lungfish,
Sound Behaviour,
Spoonie Gee,
New Age Steppers,
John Coltrane,
Depeche Mode,
Cameo,
Soul Sonic Force,
Drive Like Jehu,
Eli Mardock,
Kurtis Blow,
Lalo Schifrin,
Sun Ra,
The Standells,
Girls At Our Best!,
Cheater Slicks,
Bobby Byrd,
The Gap Band,
The Electric Prunes, The Electric Prunes, The Electric Prunes, The Electric Prunes.
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.