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 Papua New Guinea and from Salvador.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the organ 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 Alton Ellis to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Fad Gadget. All the underground hits.
All Mandrill tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dual Sessions record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Suburban Knight record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Japan,
Public Image Ltd.,
Camouflage,
cv313,
The Human League,
Intrusion,
Sun City Girls,
Organ,
Yusef Lateef,
Massinfluence,
Swell Maps,
Lyres,
DJ Sneak,
Chrome,
Livin' Joy,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Young Rascals,
Danielle Patucci,
Guru Guru,
Brick,
CMW,
These Immortal Souls,
The Gladiators,
The Count Five,
Quadrant,
Darondo,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Fuzztones,
Mantronix,
The Sound,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
FM Einheit,
Robert Görl,
Deadbeat,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Associates,
Kayak,
Spandau Ballet,
Gil Scott Heron,
Rapeman,
Rosa Yemen,
Prince Buster,
Lightning Bolt,
Eric Dolphy,
Laurel Aitken,
The Raincoats,
Nico,
Interpol,
48th St. Collective,
Rekid,
Gang Gang Dance,
Monolake,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Cramps,
Carl Craig,
Ituana,
The Monochrome Set,
In Retrospect,
Heaven 17,
Radiohead,
Flipper,
Alton Ellis, Alton Ellis, Alton Ellis, Alton Ellis.
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.