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 Samoa and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Japan to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Ultra Naté. All the underground hits.
All Hashim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Colin Newman record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 sitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joe Smooth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Siglo XX,
Wings,
Idris Muhammad,
Trumans Water,
Soft Machine,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Pylon,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Icehouse,
Joe Smooth,
Rites of Spring,
PIL,
Little Man,
Arthur Verocai,
Monolake,
DJ Sneak,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Junior Murvin,
The Beau Brummels,
CMW,
FM Einheit,
The Barracudas,
The Vogues,
The Offenders,
Flash Fearless,
Nils Olav,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
F. McDonald,
Johnny Clarke,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Whodini,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Sugar Minott,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Lalann,
Panda Bear,
Donny Hathaway,
World's Most,
Skriet,
The Young Rascals,
Grandmaster Flash,
Barrington Levy,
Don Cherry,
Curtis Mayfield,
Accadde A,
Eric B and Rakim,
Public Image Ltd.,
H. Thieme,
Slave,
Duran Duran,
Rakim,
Skarface,
Surgeon,
The Monochrome Set,
Joe Finger,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Spandau Ballet,
Chrome,
Mo-Dettes,
Symarip,
Camberwell Now, Camberwell Now, Camberwell Now, Camberwell Now.
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.