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 Saudi Arabia and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 guitar 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 Happenings to the grime 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 The Monochrome Set. All the underground hits.
All Nas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Absolute Body Control record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gregory Isaacs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scratch Acid,
Ronan,
The Dead C,
Jimmy McGriff,
London Community Gospel Choir,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Bill Near,
David Axelrod,
The Slits,
Lucky Dragons,
Camberwell Now,
Derrick Morgan,
Dorothy Ashby,
Accadde A,
Judy Mowatt,
Average White Band,
Babytalk,
Khruangbin,
Sight & Sound,
Eden Ahbez,
Cameo,
Chrome,
The Dirtbombs,
The Remains,
Funky Four + One,
DJ Style,
The Gap Band,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Brass Construction,
Alice Coltrane,
Arthur Verocai,
Marc Almond,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
MC5,
Ken Boothe,
A Certain Ratio,
Johnny Osbourne,
DJ Sneak,
China Crisis,
Section 25,
The Walker Brothers,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Blackbyrds,
Monolake,
Tommy Roe,
Sam Rivers,
Gregory Isaacs,
Rhythm & Sound,
Moby Grape,
Aural Exciters,
The Gories,
Robert Wyatt,
The Move,
Fad Gadget,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Dave Clark Five,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Smoke, The Smoke, The Smoke, The Smoke.
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.