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 Cyprus and from Shanghai.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Cairo.
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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Agitation Free to the grime 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 Matthew Halsall. All the underground hits.
All Piero Umiliani tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Massinfluence 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Blues Magoos record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Techniques,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Standells,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Basic Channel,
The Cure,
Pet Shop Boys,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Chris Corsano,
Alton Ellis,
The Real Kids,
Pulsallama,
The Fortunes,
cv313,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Smoke,
The Motions,
Guru Guru,
Thompson Twins,
Ralphi Rosario,
Warsaw,
The Smiths,
Amazonics,
Cymande,
Ultra Naté,
Tropical Tobacco,
Lou Christie,
Aswad,
James White and The Blacks,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Rosa Yemen,
John Holt,
The Vogues,
Marvin Gaye,
Rapeman,
Swans,
Blossom Toes,
Scrapy,
Nirvana,
The Cramps,
John Foxx,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Big Daddy Kane,
Y Pants,
The Invisible,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Slackers,
Rod Modell,
Jandek,
Unrelated Segments,
The Gap Band,
Reuben Wilson,
Bill Wells,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Technova,
Soulsonic Force,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Bobby Byrd, Bobby Byrd, Bobby Byrd, Bobby Byrd.
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.