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 Denmark and from Paris.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 rhodes 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 Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band to the grunge 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 Wally Richardson. All the underground hits.
All Negative Approach tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Section 25 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Larry & the Blue Notes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Boogie Down Productions,
The Names,
The Busters,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
a-ha,
Todd Rundgren,
Thee Headcoats,
Minor Threat,
Robert Wyatt,
Ornette Coleman,
Grauzone,
Stetsasonic,
The Music Machine,
Stockholm Monsters,
Donald Byrd,
Joe Smooth,
The Toasters,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Bobby Womack,
Max Romeo,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Television,
Eli Mardock,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Ralphi Rosario,
Clear Light,
Interpol,
the Fania All-Stars,
World's Most,
Dave Gahan,
Crime,
Los Fastidios,
Thompson Twins,
Mark Hollis,
Ultimate Spinach,
Nico,
Animal Collective,
David Bowie,
Idris Muhammad,
Motorama,
Porter Ricks,
Mad Mike,
The Searchers,
Lakeside,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Kenny Larkin,
Metal Thangz,
The Angels of Light,
Delta 5,
The Golliwogs,
Quadrant,
Sound Behaviour,
Dennis Brown,
The Saints,
Au Pairs,
Terrestrial Tones,
Wasted Youth,
Connie Case,
Soulsonic Force,
The Happenings, The Happenings, The Happenings, The Happenings.
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.