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 Montenegro and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Tropical Tobacco to the jazz 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 Carl Craig. All the underground hits.
All Carl Craig tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grauzone record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Quantec record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba 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?
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Delta 5,
Gastr Del Sol,
Terrestrial Tones,
Tom Boy,
Minnie Riperton,
Lucky Dragons,
Big Daddy Kane,
Blossom Toes,
Swell Maps,
Roger Hodgson,
Joy Division,
New Order,
This Heat,
Spandau Ballet,
Reuben Wilson,
Amon Düül,
Minutemen,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Camberwell Now,
Roy Ayers,
The Invisible,
Average White Band,
June Days,
Boogie Down Productions,
MC5,
Sparks,
The Martian,
Gil Scott Heron,
Steve Hackett,
Desert Stars,
X-102,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
These Immortal Souls,
Alton Ellis,
Mark Hollis,
Surgeon,
Pharoah Sanders,
Ponytail,
Lower 48,
Max Romeo,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Juan Atkins,
Scan 7,
Vainqueur,
Josef K,
The Associates,
Spoonie Gee,
Gang Green,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Das Ding,
Andrew Hill,
The Selecter,
The Electric Prunes,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Dennis Brown,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Anthony Braxton,
The Buckinghams,
the Soft Cell, the Soft Cell, the Soft Cell, the Soft Cell.
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.