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 Argentina and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 Lou Reed 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 Newcleus to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx. All the underground hits.
All Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Terror Squad Feat. Camron record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 guitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jerry's Kids record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Todd Terry,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Jeff Lynne,
Hot Snakes,
Fela Kuti,
the Bar-Kays,
Robert Hood,
Sarah Menescal,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Judy Mowatt,
Idris Muhammad,
Jeff Mills,
Donald Byrd,
Rod Modell,
Rosa Yemen,
Matthew Halsall,
Bobby Sherman,
The Durutti Column,
The Residents,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Derrick Morgan,
Pierre Henry,
Masters at Work,
Soft Machine,
Grauzone,
Erykah Badu,
Technova,
Susan Cadogan,
Monolake,
Dual Sessions,
Yellowson,
Howard Jones,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
In Retrospect,
The Last Poets,
New Age Steppers,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Soft Cell,
The Young Rascals,
Talk Talk,
One Last Wish,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Saccharine Trust,
Marcia Griffiths,
Peter and Kerry,
Gang of Four,
H. Thieme,
Dennis Brown,
Crooked Eye,
The Saints,
The Motions,
Henry Cow,
Pantaleimon,
Pole,
Mark Hollis,
Flash Fearless,
Supertramp,
Khruangbin,
Fluxion,
Circle Jerks,
Ossler, Ossler, Ossler, Ossler.
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.