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 Morocco and from Winnipeg.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Roxette to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Spoonie Gee. All the underground hits.
All Gichy Dan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sun Ra Arkestra record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Davy DMX record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Reuben Wilson,
Aswad,
The Neon Judgement,
World's Most,
Charles Mingus,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Leaves,
Arthur Verocai,
Yusef Lateef,
Curtis Mayfield,
Parry Music,
Delon & Dalcan,
Audionom,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Fall,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Andrew Hill,
Minnie Riperton,
Marine Girls,
Lucky Dragons,
Slave,
Pantytec,
Jesper Dahlback,
Bad Manners,
Yellowson,
The Techniques,
Basic Channel,
Lower 48,
Monolake,
The Black Dice,
Pylon,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Electric Prunes,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Traffic Nightmare,
Jeff Mills,
Man Eating Sloth,
Minor Threat,
The Pop Group,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Dennis Brown,
Camberwell Now,
Sixth Finger,
Joy Division,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Reagan Youth,
Stockholm Monsters,
Sun City Girls,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Glambeats Corp.,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Fela Kuti,
Black Sheep,
Ponytail,
The Slackers,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Angry Samoans,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Das Ding,
Public Image Ltd.,
Eli Mardock,
Banda Bassotti, Banda Bassotti, Banda Bassotti, Banda Bassotti.
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.