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 Qatar and from Cairo.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Hong Kong.
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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Stockholm Monsters 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 Jeff Lynne. All the underground hits.
All Man Parrish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rites of Spring 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Babytalk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kerri Chandler,
Slave,
Gichy Dan,
These Immortal Souls,
Big Daddy Kane,
Wasted Youth,
D'Angelo,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Seeds,
Delon & Dalcan,
Mars,
Jeff Lynne,
Cymande,
Surgeon,
Joy Division,
Junior Murvin,
Thee Headcoats,
Fela Kuti,
Metal Thangz,
Index,
Nas,
The Names,
Symarip,
John Cale,
Public Enemy,
Groovy Waters,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Q65,
Funky Four + One,
Black Bananas,
Guru Guru,
Stereo Dub,
Aaron Thompson,
Josef K,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Wake,
Excepter,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Residents,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Nation of Ulysses,
Ultravox,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Slackers,
Joe Finger,
John Lydon,
Bizarre Inc.,
Boz Scaggs,
Faraquet,
Bad Manners,
The Fire Engines,
Talk Talk,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Shadows of Knight,
Country Joe & The Fish,
kango's stein massive,
Gregory Isaacs,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Slits,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Masters at Work,
Lalann, Lalann, Lalann, Lalann.
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.