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 Australia and from Sao Paulo.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Marine Girls to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Godley & Creme. All the underground hits.
All Fat Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gang Green record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jerry's Kids record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Birthday Party,
Kayak,
Newcleus,
Arcadia,
Massinfluence,
Moebius,
Half Japanese,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Nas,
The Dead C,
Circle Jerks,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
DNA,
Easy Going,
Arab on Radar,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Fall,
The Remains,
Rufus Thomas,
Shuggie Otis,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Vladislav Delay,
Brick,
Television Personalities,
Mr. Review,
The Busters,
Essential Logic,
cv313,
8 Eyed Spy,
Stereo Dub,
Donald Byrd,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Matthew Halsall,
Jacob Miller,
KRS-One,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Rapeman,
David McCallum,
Bronski Beat,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Eurythmics,
Ludus,
Bobby Sherman,
Amon Düül,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Can,
The Durutti Column,
The Knickerbockers,
Agitation Free,
Ice-T,
Guru Guru,
Alice Coltrane,
The Black Dice,
Hardrive,
The Neon Judgement,
The Slackers,
Roxy Music,
Bill Near,
Lungfish,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Alton Ellis,
Brand Nubian,
Eric Dolphy, Eric Dolphy, Eric Dolphy, Eric Dolphy.
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.