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 Denmark and from Delhi.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the theremin 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 Spoonie Gee to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Blossom Toes. All the underground hits.
All Marine Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Q and Not U 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marc Almond record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
London Community Gospel Choir,
Eric B and Rakim,
Isaac Hayes,
The Alarm Clocks,
Tommy Roe,
Idris Muhammad,
Whodini,
The Misunderstood,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Gil Scott Heron,
Zapp,
Warren Ellis,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Urselle,
Desert Stars,
The Star Department,
Ornette Coleman,
The Tremeloes,
Jerry's Kids,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Jeff Mills,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Negative Approach,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Brothers Johnson,
Jimmy McGriff,
Wire,
Funkadelic,
June Days,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Real Kids,
Lou Christie,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Shoche,
Excepter,
Deakin,
Ronan,
Sly & The Family Stone,
John Foxx,
Das Ding,
Alice Coltrane,
The Grass Roots,
Newcleus,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Siglo XX,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Matthew Bourne,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Drive Like Jehu,
Bob Dylan,
Mo-Dettes,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Black Moon,
MC5,
Charles Mingus,
Zero Boys,
The Monks,
The American Breed,
Banda Bassotti,
Scan 7, Scan 7, Scan 7, Scan 7.
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.