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 Palau and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Todd Terry to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 the Germs. All the underground hits.
All Liliput tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Johnny Clarke record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 guitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Judy Mowatt record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rakim,
Flipper,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Jeff Mills,
Scott Walker,
Chris & Cosey,
Cecil Taylor,
Stockholm Monsters,
K-Klass,
Kenny Larkin,
Bad Manners,
New Age Steppers,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Marcia Griffiths,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Malaria!,
The Gun Club,
Howard Jones,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Erasure,
Blancmange,
Robert Hood,
kango's stein massive,
The Dave Clark Five,
Interpol,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Young Rascals,
8 Eyed Spy,
Skaos,
Radiopuhelimet,
World's Most,
Fela Kuti,
Jacob Miller,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Sight & Sound,
Fad Gadget,
Godley & Creme,
Eric Copeland,
Sister Nancy,
The Electric Prunes,
La Düsseldorf,
Talk Talk,
Curtis Mayfield,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Pole,
Dark Day,
Big Daddy Kane,
Bootsy Collins,
Frankie Knuckles,
OOIOO,
Gong,
Grauzone,
The Seeds,
Chris Corsano,
Masters at Work,
Brass Construction,
Junior Murvin,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Raincoats,
The Associates,
Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica.
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.