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 Vietnam and from Woodstock.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the sitar 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 Joe Smooth to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Charles Mingus. All the underground hits.
All Kayak tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Funky Four + One 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gary Puckett & The Union Gap record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Danielle Patucci,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Organ,
Pierre Henry,
Joey Negro,
La Düsseldorf,
Underground Resistance,
Rod Modell,
Man Eating Sloth,
Johnny Clarke,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Grass Roots,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
DJ Sneak,
The Motions,
Average White Band,
Shoche,
Royal Trux,
The Gladiators,
Spoonie Gee,
The Red Krayola,
Tommy Roe,
Qualms,
John Foxx,
Barry Ungar,
Yaz,
Gang Starr,
Yusef Lateef,
The Index,
Gabor Szabo,
Agitation Free,
Mr. Review,
Marshall Jefferson,
FM Einheit,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Five Americans,
Stereo Dub,
Suicide,
The Zeros,
Oblivians,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Marc Almond,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Yellowson,
Todd Rundgren,
Crispian St. Peters,
Colin Newman,
The Litter,
Toni Rubio,
Curtis Mayfield,
Throbbing Gristle,
Neil Young,
The Doors,
Hot Snakes,
Pere Ubu,
Schoolly D,
Lindisfarne,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Peter and Kerry,
Lakeside,
Ponytail,
Pantytec,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids, Richard Hell and the Voidoids, Richard Hell and the Voidoids, Richard Hell and the Voidoids.
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.