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 Malta and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 snare 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 Flipper to the rock kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Rotary Connection. All the underground hits.
All Thee Headcoats tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Silicon Teens record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jeff Mills,
Unrelated Segments,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Kinks,
Brand Nubian,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Minor Threat,
The Raincoats,
Second Layer,
Morten Harket,
Oneida,
Carl Craig,
Main Source,
Pantytec,
Niagra,
Eyeless In Gaza,
the Soft Cell,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Smiths,
Freddie Wadling,
Nik Kershaw,
China Crisis,
Spandau Ballet,
UT,
DNA,
Robert Görl,
Nils Olav,
Angry Samoans,
Gerry Rafferty,
Aaron Thompson,
Eric Copeland,
Alton Ellis,
Grauzone,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
John Coltrane,
The Angels of Light,
Aswad,
Stiv Bators,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
JFA,
Moebius,
Lou Reed,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Soul II Soul,
DJ Style,
The Saints,
Deakin,
a-ha,
Piero Umiliani,
Slick Rick,
Deadbeat,
Eddi Front,
Arab on Radar,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Kerrie Biddell,
Con Funk Shun,
Eric B and Rakim,
Aural Exciters,
Mo-Dettes,
Reagan Youth,
Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover.
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.