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 Iraq and from Glasgow.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the marimba 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 Scientists to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Funkadelic. All the underground hits.
All Yellowson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dave Gahan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Robert Hood record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tropical Tobacco,
Roy Ayers,
Kool Moe Dee,
Lower 48,
The Gap Band,
Siglo XX,
Soul II Soul,
The Seeds,
Mantronix,
Can,
Wire,
Vainqueur,
Marcia Griffiths,
Model 500,
Soft Machine,
Charles Mingus,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
In Retrospect,
Idris Muhammad,
Thompson Twins,
Maleditus Sound,
Loose Ends,
Fela Kuti,
Index,
Brothers Johnson,
Interpol,
The Slackers,
Negative Approach,
Davy DMX,
The New Christs,
The Cowsills,
Bobby Byrd,
CMW,
Piero Umiliani,
Ronan,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Trojans,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Grass Roots,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Tommy Roe,
Quadrant,
Organ,
Depeche Mode,
D'Angelo,
Rakim,
Michelle Simonal,
The Star Department,
Ossler,
Peter and Kerry,
Main Source,
Bush Tetras,
Oblivians,
The Offenders,
Black Flag,
Soul Sonic Force,
Arthur Verocai,
World's Most,
Stetsasonic,
Alison Limerick,
The Shadows of Knight,
Alton Ellis, Alton Ellis, Alton Ellis, Alton Ellis.
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.