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 the UAE and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Modern Lovers to the jazz 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 Man Eating Sloth. All the underground hits.
All Warren Ellis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Warren Ellis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 a spring reverb and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Letta Mbulu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Alton Ellis,
X-101,
Maurizio,
Mo-Dettes,
Lakeside,
Jesper Dahlback,
Erykah Badu,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Aural Exciters,
The Electric Prunes,
Joensuu 1685,
Gastr Del Sol,
Rotary Connection,
Metal Thangz,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Electric Light Orchestra,
La Düsseldorf,
Bob Dylan,
Malaria!,
The Move,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Depeche Mode,
The Offenders,
The Smoke,
Intrusion,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Busters,
Excepter,
ABBA,
The Five Americans,
Scan 7,
Sixth Finger,
Fela Kuti,
Hasil Adkins,
Junior Murvin,
Bobby Womack,
Yusef Lateef,
Eli Mardock,
Gichy Dan,
Flamin' Groovies,
Swans,
The Happenings,
Jerry's Kids,
the Human League,
The Smiths,
FM Einheit,
Bobby Sherman,
Y Pants,
The Trojans,
Boz Scaggs,
Icehouse,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Sun Ra,
Camouflage,
Black Moon,
Shuggie Otis,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson.
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.