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 Norway and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Philadelphia.
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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Minnie Riperton to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Pole. All the underground hits.
All Pere Ubu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Iggy Pop record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Throbbing Gristle record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dark Day,
Donny Hathaway,
The Monochrome Set,
Surgeon,
Liliput,
World's Most,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Schoolly D,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Drexciya,
It's A Beautiful Day,
X-101,
Hashim,
Half Japanese,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Smiths,
Echospace,
Wasted Youth,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Junior Murvin,
Faust,
The Five Americans,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Janne Schatter,
The Gun Club,
Tommy Roe,
Harry Pussy,
Cymande,
Terry Callier,
The Velvet Underground,
Minny Pops,
Television Personalities,
Sight & Sound,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Kenny Larkin,
Scion,
Negative Approach,
Subhumans,
Organ,
Sonic Youth,
Jeff Mills,
Animal Collective,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Pussy Galore,
Das Ding,
Delon & Dalcan,
Lungfish,
the Slits,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Stooges,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Intrusion,
Shuggie Otis,
Masters at Work,
Amazonics,
Robert Wyatt,
Zero Boys,
David McCallum,
Sister Nancy,
Au Pairs,
Danielle Patucci,
Yellowson,
Boz Scaggs, Boz Scaggs, Boz Scaggs, Boz Scaggs.
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.