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 Jamaica and from Glasgow.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Lafayette Afro Rock Band to the disco 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 Kerri Chandler. All the underground hits.
All Brand Nubian tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ajijia Myrayebe record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 a mellotron and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun City Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
La Düsseldorf,
The Blues Magoos,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Josef K,
Lakeside,
Parry Music,
Spandau Ballet,
cv313,
Reuben Wilson,
Aaron Thompson,
Hardrive,
Nils Olav,
Newcleus,
Nik Kershaw,
Jacob Miller,
kango's stein massive,
Gang Starr,
K-Klass,
Crooked Eye,
Davy DMX,
Schoolly D,
Procol Harum,
Thee Headcoats,
Minutemen,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Monks,
Shoche,
Severed Heads,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Ornette Coleman,
The Selecter,
Avey Tare,
The Happenings,
Joensuu 1685,
Marshall Jefferson,
Terry Callier,
Drexciya,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Moleskins,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Excepter,
Quando Quango,
Lightning Bolt,
Todd Rundgren,
New Age Steppers,
Jesper Dahlback,
Skaos,
Man Eating Sloth,
Desert Stars,
ABBA,
Duran Duran,
Scan 7,
Marine Girls,
Dark Day,
Whodini,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Divine Comedy,
Yusef Lateef,
Reagan Youth, Reagan Youth, Reagan Youth, Reagan Youth.
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.