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 Sudan and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 crunk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Tomorrow. All the underground hits.
All Traffic Nightmare tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jimmy McGriff record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 an organ and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Zapp record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar 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?
Lalo Schifrin,
The Kinks,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Glambeats Corp.,
Massinfluence,
Susan Cadogan,
Anthony Braxton,
Cecil Taylor,
Vladislav Delay,
Slick Rick,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Avey Tare,
In Retrospect,
The Beau Brummels,
Sällskapet,
Skriet,
X-101,
Radiopuhelimet,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Heaven 17,
Talk Talk,
Freddie Wadling,
the Germs,
Monks,
John Lydon,
Porter Ricks,
Gong,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Skatalites,
The Names,
Crispy Ambulance,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Happenings,
Basic Channel,
Mr. Review,
Kaleidoscope,
Drexciya,
Robert Görl,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Deadbeat,
New Age Steppers,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Swell Maps,
Suicide,
Goldenarms,
The Cramps,
China Crisis,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Monks,
Ken Boothe,
Kool Moe Dee,
Arthur Verocai,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Public Image Ltd.,
Erasure,
Altered Images,
Lower 48,
Newcleus,
E-Dancer,
Niagra, Niagra, Niagra, Niagra.
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.