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 Luxembourg and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 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 Black Sheep to the dance 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 Youth Brigade. All the underground hits.
All Easy Going tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Busters 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 harpsichord and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Ultimate Spinach,
Bronski Beat,
The Fire Engines,
Deepchord,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Todd Terry,
Black Flag,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
June Days,
Jerry's Kids,
Black Pus,
Vainqueur,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Gabor Szabo,
Oneida,
LL Cool J,
Au Pairs,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Alphaville,
Blancmange,
The Searchers,
Lalann,
Eric B and Rakim,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Jandek,
Bang On A Can,
Black Moon,
Grandmaster Flash,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Buckinghams,
New Order,
The Walker Brothers,
Cheater Slicks,
Lightning Bolt,
The Busters,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Alton Ellis,
Joe Finger,
Yusef Lateef,
Lalo Schifrin,
Bob Dylan,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Arcadia,
Guru Guru,
The Mojo Men,
Sound Behaviour,
A Certain Ratio,
Man Parrish,
Excepter,
Boredoms,
Erykah Badu,
Bobby Byrd,
The Real Kids,
The Skatalites,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Los Fastidios,
Robert Wyatt,
Scan 7,
the Germs,
The Sonics,
Johnny Clarke, Johnny Clarke, Johnny Clarke, Johnny Clarke.
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.