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 St Lucia and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Jacques Brel to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Sparks. All the underground hits.
All Sugar Minott tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Robert Hood record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 chamberlin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jerry's Kids 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?
Sun Ra,
Oblivians,
Cameo,
Junior Murvin,
The Mummies,
The Saints,
The Pretty Things,
Rapeman,
Mantronix,
The Barracudas,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Cheater Slicks,
Erykah Badu,
Godley & Creme,
Byron Stingily,
Massinfluence,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Blackbyrds,
The Young Rascals,
Cybotron,
Scratch Acid,
Arcadia,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
10cc,
Stetsasonic,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Organ,
Althea and Donna,
Morten Harket,
Marcia Griffiths,
Thompson Twins,
Reagan Youth,
Khruangbin,
Barbara Tucker,
Idris Muhammad,
Hashim,
Y Pants,
KRS-One,
Ice-T,
Television Personalities,
Black Flag,
Sonic Youth,
The Standells,
La Düsseldorf,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Doors,
The Vogues,
Underground Resistance,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Offenders,
DJ Sneak,
Hoover,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Lightning Bolt,
Funky Four + One,
The Beau Brummels,
The Divine Comedy,
Reuben Wilson,
Rekid,
The United States of America,
Ralphi Rosario,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog.
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.