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 Croatia and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 KRS-One to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 R.M.O.. All the underground hits.
All Robert Görl tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Foxx 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 linndrum and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Silicon Teens record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Robert Görl,
Tres Demented,
Ornette Coleman,
Boogie Down Productions,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Smoke,
Scott Walker,
The Music Machine,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
MDC,
The Toasters,
Y Pants,
Letta Mbulu,
The Sound,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Kaleidoscope,
John Holt,
The Skatalites,
Tommy Roe,
Fugazi,
Intrusion,
X-Ray Spex,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Nils Olav,
Jacques Brel,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Joyce Sims,
Bill Near,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Remains,
Mantronix,
Parry Music,
H. Thieme,
K-Klass,
Eurythmics,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Aural Exciters,
the Association,
Cal Tjader,
Quadrant,
The Fall,
Metal Thangz,
Accadde A,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
DJ Style,
EPMD,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Swell Maps,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Gregory Isaacs,
Amon Düül,
Grauzone,
Susan Cadogan,
Black Sheep,
Davy DMX,
Dawn Penn,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel.
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.