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 Romania and from Salvador.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 synthesizer 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 Lalann 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 Jeru the Damaja. All the underground hits.
All Gregory Isaacs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Anthony Braxton record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 theremin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jesper Dahlbäck record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Negative Approach,
Swell Maps,
Smog,
Bill Wells,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Divine Comedy,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Ohio Players,
Fear,
Surgeon,
Cameo,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Doors,
Delon & Dalcan,
Ten City,
Harpers Bizarre,
Minutemen,
Boogie Down Productions,
Nik Kershaw,
Crash Course in Science,
Spandau Ballet,
E-Dancer,
JFA,
Masters at Work,
The Techniques,
The Knickerbockers,
Eric B and Rakim,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Victims,
the Swans,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Kayak,
kango's stein massive,
Oblivians,
Grauzone,
Shoche,
DNA,
Au Pairs,
Dorothy Ashby,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Schoolly D,
Nirvana,
The Last Poets,
Todd Rundgren,
Sugar Minott,
Unrelated Segments,
Qualms,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Mummies,
Arthur Verocai,
This Heat,
Kas Product,
Robert Görl,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Nico,
Godley & Creme,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Flash Fearless,
June Days,
Donald Byrd,
Ken Boothe,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes.
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.