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 New Zealand and from Winnipeg.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Eurythmics to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 The Selecter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quando Quango 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Duran Duran record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Anthony Braxton,
One Last Wish,
The Sound,
The Human League,
the Germs,
The Gap Band,
Scott Walker,
Eddi Front,
Crispian St. Peters,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Cecil Taylor,
Silicon Teens,
Aural Exciters,
Main Source,
48th St. Collective,
Dennis Brown,
Crime,
Thee Headcoats,
New Order,
Ultravox,
Faraquet,
A Certain Ratio,
Jacques Brel,
Tropical Tobacco,
Nik Kershaw,
Kerrie Biddell,
Vladislav Delay,
The Stooges,
Brothers Johnson,
Tomorrow,
Radio Birdman,
Gong,
Trumans Water,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Bush Tetras,
Chrome,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
New Age Steppers,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Fluxion,
New York Dolls,
Babytalk,
Massinfluence,
Panda Bear,
The Fortunes,
Erykah Badu,
Ituana,
Al Stewart,
Stereo Dub,
June of 44,
Mission of Burma,
The Black Dice,
Second Layer,
Harmonia,
Jesper Dahlback,
Rotary Connection,
Terry Callier,
Qualms,
Shoche,
Pagans,
Reuben Wilson,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
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.