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 South Africa and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 sitar 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 Peter & Gordon to the rock 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 Archie Shepp. All the underground hits.
All Suicide tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alton Ellis 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Essential Logic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer 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?
Magazine,
Reagan Youth,
Toni Rubio,
Thee Headcoats,
K-Klass,
These Immortal Souls,
Sarah Menescal,
The Wake,
The Misunderstood,
Organ,
The Divine Comedy,
Urselle,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Underground Resistance,
Easy Going,
Althea and Donna,
Vladislav Delay,
The Knickerbockers,
The Skatalites,
Black Flag,
Brick,
EPMD,
Skriet,
The Angels of Light,
Barry Ungar,
Magma,
The Litter,
David Axelrod,
Tres Demented,
The Names,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Subhumans,
The Five Americans,
the Association,
Duran Duran,
Massinfluence,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Dawn Penn,
The Grass Roots,
the Fania All-Stars,
Panda Bear,
Ludus,
Gichy Dan,
The Doobie Brothers,
Suicide,
Electric Prunes,
Idris Muhammad,
The Motions,
The Walker Brothers,
The Stooges,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
PIL,
the Normal,
Zero Boys,
Eve St. Jones,
Kevin Saunderson,
Maleditus Sound,
The Buckinghams,
Black Pus, Black Pus, Black Pus, Black Pus.
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.