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 Qatar and from Manila.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Bremen.
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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the güiro 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 Rufus Thomas to the jazz 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 Tears for Fears. All the underground hits.
All The Gladiators tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every In Retrospect 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camberwell Now record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Joyce Sims,
Ken Boothe,
Basic Channel,
Junior Murvin,
Little Man,
Andrew Hill,
The Moleskins,
Soul II Soul,
Flipper,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Youth Brigade,
Roger Hodgson,
Young Marble Giants,
DNA,
Todd Terry,
Second Layer,
Section 25,
Aswad,
Jacob Miller,
John Coltrane,
The Golliwogs,
Eden Ahbez,
Bobby Sherman,
The Saints,
Yellowson,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Vainqueur,
Ultra Naté,
Fluxion,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Move,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Alphaville,
the Association,
Interpol,
Surgeon,
Max Romeo,
Wings,
Organ,
Harpers Bizarre,
Henry Cow,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Ohio Players,
Joe Smooth,
LL Cool J,
Brass Construction,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Sister Nancy,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Skaos,
Infiniti,
Fat Boys,
Anakelly,
Nik Kershaw,
Thompson Twins,
The Invisible,
The Five Americans,
The Selecter,
Delon & Dalcan,
Cybotron, Cybotron, Cybotron, Cybotron.
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.