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 San Marino and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Delhi.
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 Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
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 Flash Fearless to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Skriet. All the underground hits.
All Ponytail tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fad Gadget 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Harmonia record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Popol Vuh,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
cv313,
The Birthday Party,
Robert Hood,
Gang of Four,
UT,
Zero Boys,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Moby Grape,
Khruangbin,
Dennis Brown,
The Young Rascals,
Q65,
Camberwell Now,
MDC,
The Cure,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Quadrant,
Amon Düül II,
Toni Rubio,
Second Layer,
The Neon Judgement,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Pantaleimon,
Bluetip,
Bizarre Inc.,
Jerry's Kids,
Sight & Sound,
Intrusion,
Zapp,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Agent Orange,
DNA,
Scion,
Barrington Levy,
Bang On A Can,
The Residents,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Bobby Womack,
Faraquet,
The Barracudas,
The Divine Comedy,
Kenny Larkin,
John Holt,
Arab on Radar,
U.S. Maple,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The J.B.'s,
Avey Tare,
Be Bop Deluxe,
FM Einheit,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Sam Rivers,
The Evens,
Eric B and Rakim,
Oblivians,
R.M.O.,
B.T. Express,
The Fugs,
Lee Hazlewood,
Motorama, Motorama, Motorama, Motorama.
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.