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 Ukraine and from Copenhagen.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Siglo XX to the funk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Black Dice. All the underground hits.
All Grauzone tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sun Ra Arkestra 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Judy Mowatt record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Max Romeo,
The Standells,
Eurythmics,
Sonny Sharrock,
Drexciya,
Guru Guru,
Circle Jerks,
The Fuzztones,
New Order,
Carl Craig,
These Immortal Souls,
Sandy B,
Suburban Knight,
Masters at Work,
China Crisis,
Procol Harum,
June Days,
Jesper Dahlback,
JFA,
Alphaville,
Dawn Penn,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Freddie Wadling,
Gregory Isaacs,
Half Japanese,
MDC,
The Gladiators,
Chrome,
Kurtis Blow,
Qualms,
Gang Green,
Black Sheep,
the Association,
Toni Rubio,
Crispy Ambulance,
K-Klass,
Essential Logic,
Marcia Griffiths,
LL Cool J,
Junior Murvin,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Joey Negro,
Ultra Naté,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
La Düsseldorf,
kango's stein massive,
Terry Callier,
Delon & Dalcan,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Sonics,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Moleskins,
The Fire Engines,
Matthew Halsall,
The Durutti Column,
Reuben Wilson,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Searchers,
The Doors,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron.
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.