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 Uruguay and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 808 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 Rahsaan Roland Kirk to the grime kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Selector Dub Narcotic. All the underground hits.
All June Days tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every FM Einheit record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Durutti Column record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aaron Thompson,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Heaven 17,
Idris Muhammad,
Todd Rundgren,
Panda Bear,
Wings,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Siglo XX,
Reuben Wilson,
Mary Jane Girls,
Average White Band,
Stereo Dub,
Matthew Halsall,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Mantronix,
Robert Hood,
Easy Going,
In Retrospect,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Television,
The Busters,
Barrington Levy,
Mission of Burma,
Fluxion,
DNA,
Radiopuhelimet,
Fela Kuti,
Todd Terry,
Hashim,
Joyce Sims,
Hot Snakes,
Los Fastidios,
Sun City Girls,
Essential Logic,
Nik Kershaw,
Pole,
the Sonics,
Mark Hollis,
Suicide,
Freddie Wadling,
Joy Division,
Ken Boothe,
Bobby Womack,
Sällskapet,
Faraquet,
Dead Boys,
Tommy Roe,
Judy Mowatt,
Yusef Lateef,
The Remains,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Roger Hodgson,
Japan,
Second Layer,
Kas Product,
Sound Behaviour,
Jimmy McGriff,
Intrusion,
Boredoms,
Monolake,
Tres Demented,
Mo-Dettes, Mo-Dettes, Mo-Dettes, Mo-Dettes.
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.