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 Angola and from Beijing.
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 Madrid and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel to the techno 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 Monolake. All the underground hits.
All The Remains tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sarah Menescal 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Johnny Clarke record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soulsonic Force,
Oblivians,
Man Parrish,
the Soft Cell,
Avey Tare,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Michelle Simonal,
Hardrive,
The Slackers,
Dark Day,
The New Christs,
Das Ding,
Harpers Bizarre,
Tom Boy,
Livin' Joy,
The Raincoats,
The Doors,
Jacob Miller,
Jeff Mills,
The Tremeloes,
The Fire Engines,
Agitation Free,
Lakeside,
The Walker Brothers,
The Red Krayola,
Parry Music,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Section 25,
Gang Green,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Peter and Kerry,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Mojo Men,
Girls At Our Best!,
June Days,
The Smoke,
Amazonics,
Adolescents,
Crime,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Pussy Galore,
Fatback Band,
the Bar-Kays,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Angry Samoans,
Flash Fearless,
The Black Dice,
World's Most,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Iggy Pop,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Funkadelic,
Marmalade,
The Electric Prunes,
Mad Mike,
The Gories,
The Cure,
Jesper Dahlback, Jesper Dahlback, Jesper Dahlback, Jesper Dahlback.
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.