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 Belgium and from Lyon.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Rapeman to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Buckinghams. All the underground hits.
All Tom Boy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cramps record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 an oboe and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Brothers Johnson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dawn Penn,
Alton Ellis,
Aaron Thompson,
Matthew Bourne,
Audionom,
The Monks,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Sonics,
Funkadelic,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Gang Gang Dance,
Bobby Womack,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Pierre Henry,
Pet Shop Boys,
Radiopuhelimet,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Leonard Cohen,
PIL,
The Dave Clark Five,
Y Pants,
Tres Demented,
the Human League,
The Sound,
Vainqueur,
Country Teasers,
Zero Boys,
Shoche,
Public Enemy,
Brand Nubian,
Ultravox,
Bootsy Collins,
Suicide,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Moleskins,
Qualms,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Talk Talk,
The Busters,
Tim Buckley,
Supertramp,
Godley & Creme,
Jeff Mills,
Don Cherry,
Quadrant,
Juan Atkins,
Roy Ayers,
Deadbeat,
The Remains,
Aural Exciters,
The Music Machine,
John Holt,
Glenn Branca,
Heaven 17,
Pulsallama,
Jerry's Kids,
Technova,
Saccharine Trust,
Make Up,
The Searchers,
Todd Terry, Todd Terry, Todd Terry, Todd Terry.
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.