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 Sri Lanka and from Winnipeg.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Accra.
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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
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 Jerry's Kids to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 John Coltrane. All the underground hits.
All MDC tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Moody Blues record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Fire Engines,
The Zeros,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
a-ha,
Lucky Dragons,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Gap Band,
Black Sheep,
Tubeway Army,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Arab on Radar,
Jesper Dahlback,
Radiohead,
One Last Wish,
Royal Trux,
David Axelrod,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Slackers,
The Names,
Soul II Soul,
R.M.O.,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Amazonics,
Gong,
The Shadows of Knight,
Traffic Nightmare,
Anthony Braxton,
Maleditus Sound,
Moebius,
Rosa Yemen,
Matthew Bourne,
The Fuzztones,
Depeche Mode,
The Remains,
Fear,
The American Breed,
Gichy Dan,
Robert Hood,
Ten City,
Rites of Spring,
Warren Ellis,
The Cure,
The Divine Comedy,
Lindisfarne,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
the Slits,
Spandau Ballet,
Goldenarms,
Barrington Levy,
Bobby Hutcherson,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Dark Day,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Flash Fearless,
Albert Ayler,
The Velvet Underground,
Mars,
Lungfish,
The Blackbyrds,
Agent Orange,
The Pretty Things,
Country Teasers,
It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day.
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.