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 Somalia and from Tokyo.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Maurizio 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 DJ Style. All the underground hits.
All Ultravox tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Icehouse 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Carl Craig record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Invisible,
Pere Ubu,
The Doobie Brothers,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Ohio Players,
The Mojo Men,
Tim Buckley,
The Slits,
Black Moon,
The Saints,
Letta Mbulu,
The Detroit Cobras,
Henry Cow,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Girls At Our Best!,
Kaleidoscope,
The Sonics,
The Smoke,
Ronan,
Fugazi,
F. McDonald,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Flamin' Groovies,
Model 500,
Boredoms,
Jandek,
Audionom,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Drexciya,
Robert Görl,
Nas,
Slick Rick,
The Black Dice,
Jesper Dahlback,
Little Man,
Talk Talk,
Sarah Menescal,
Harry Pussy,
Marshall Jefferson,
Neil Young,
The Real Kids,
D'Angelo,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Minny Pops,
Eddi Front,
DJ Sneak,
World's Most,
The Gories,
Mars,
The J.B.'s,
Simply Red,
Country Teasers,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Gang Starr,
cv313,
Scion,
Zapp,
Jeru the Damaja,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Y Pants,
Donald Byrd,
FM Einheit, FM Einheit, FM Einheit, FM Einheit.
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.