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 Switzerland and from Bologna.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 the Human League to the rap 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 Matthew Halsall. All the underground hits.
All Qualms tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Unrelated Segments record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 808 and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Man Eating Sloth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Can,
Ronan,
Suicide,
The Techniques,
Harpers Bizarre,
Brass Construction,
The Names,
The Red Krayola,
X-101,
John Coltrane,
Parry Music,
Infiniti,
The Slackers,
Gang Green,
Talk Talk,
Crash Course in Science,
Das Ding,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Prince Buster,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Sonics,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Brand Nubian,
Au Pairs,
Second Layer,
Tubeway Army,
Jerry's Kids,
Hoover,
Rakim,
Mo-Dettes,
Q and Not U,
Sonny Sharrock,
Groovy Waters,
Delon & Dalcan,
Barrington Levy,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Detroit Cobras,
L. Decosne,
Y Pants,
Oneida,
Echospace,
Procol Harum,
Banda Bassotti,
Colin Newman,
The Toasters,
Gil Scott Heron,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Derrick Morgan,
Surgeon,
The Velvet Underground,
Matthew Bourne,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Soulsonic Force,
Boogie Down Productions,
Scratch Acid,
Wire,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Dorothy Ashby,
Dawn Penn,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Bobby Sherman,
A Certain Ratio,
Roxy Music,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon.
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.