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 Syria and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 The Fall to the rap 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 Rotary Connection. All the underground hits.
All Sparks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Beasts of Bourbon 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Angels of Light record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kaleidoscope,
Erykah Badu,
cv313,
Shoche,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Oblivians,
Essential Logic,
Main Source,
X-102,
PIL,
Von Mondo,
Arab on Radar,
Todd Terry,
Fad Gadget,
Buzzcocks,
Big Daddy Kane,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Thee Headcoats,
Erasure,
F. McDonald,
The Cramps,
Marcia Griffiths,
Vladislav Delay,
The Doors,
The Litter,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Angry Samoans,
Altered Images,
ABC,
E-Dancer,
David Bowie,
The Shadows of Knight,
Young Marble Giants,
Maleditus Sound,
Gastr Del Sol,
Con Funk Shun,
FM Einheit,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Alice Coltrane,
Radiohead,
Robert Görl,
Dave Gahan,
Theoretical Girls,
Camberwell Now,
Mo-Dettes,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Joensuu 1685,
Henry Cow,
Zero Boys,
Delon & Dalcan,
Procol Harum,
The Neon Judgement,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Spoonie Gee,
The Selecter,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Tropical Tobacco,
Eric Copeland,
Mars,
Yazoo, Yazoo, Yazoo, Yazoo.
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.