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 Greece and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 David Bowie 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 jazz 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 Deakin. All the underground hits.
All Bluetip tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Sisters of Mercy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Con Funk Shun record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Hasil Adkins,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Brand Nubian,
T.S.O.L.,
Sixth Finger,
Outsiders,
Bob Dylan,
The Divine Comedy,
Dual Sessions,
Arab on Radar,
Neu!,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Sister Nancy,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Smiths,
Vainqueur,
Graham Central Station,
Stereo Dub,
The Young Rascals,
The Remains,
The Walker Brothers,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Ultra Naté,
Joey Negro,
The Count Five,
Los Fastidios,
Simply Red,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Kaleidoscope,
Michelle Simonal,
A Certain Ratio,
The Gap Band,
Black Flag,
Gang of Four,
John Lydon,
Erasure,
Radiohead,
The Litter,
Charles Mingus,
F. McDonald,
Smog,
Ronnie Foster,
Sandy B,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Agent Orange,
Moss Icon,
The Mummies,
Steve Hackett,
Marmalade,
48th St. Collective,
The Offenders,
The Angels of Light,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
FM Einheit,
Vladislav Delay,
Darondo,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Urselle,
Drexciya,
Barbara Tucker,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel.
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.