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 Australia and from Lille.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Gang Green to the funk 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 Joe Smooth. All the underground hits.
All Marshall Jefferson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fire Engines record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a OOIOO record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare 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 Motions,
The Buckinghams,
L. Decosne,
The Modern Lovers,
Fatback Band,
Moebius,
Black Bananas,
Visage,
Grandmaster Flash,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Country Teasers,
Vainqueur,
Boz Scaggs,
The Skatalites,
Arab on Radar,
Swans,
Amon Düül II,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Mad Mike,
Pere Ubu,
Chrome,
The Dave Clark Five,
Tom Boy,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Cramps,
Fat Boys,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Sugar Minott,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
48th St. Collective,
Stereo Dub,
Fear,
The Fortunes,
The Evens,
Curtis Mayfield,
Morten Harket,
ABC,
Tropical Tobacco,
Robert Görl,
Bizarre Inc.,
Maleditus Sound,
Nick Fraelich,
Rakim,
Joy Division,
Royal Trux,
The Grass Roots,
Shuggie Otis,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Angry Samoans,
Underground Resistance,
OOIOO,
Main Source,
The Tremeloes,
Bauhaus,
EPMD,
T.S.O.L.,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Offenders,
John Coltrane,
Big Daddy Kane,
the Germs,
Ultra Naté,
The Black Dice,
Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica.
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.