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 Singapore and from Columbus.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Mars to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Scrapy. All the underground hits.
All Donny Hathaway tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rod Modell 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Neil Young record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ralphi Rosario,
MC5,
Patti Smith,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Divine Comedy,
10cc,
Eli Mardock,
Bauhaus,
cv313,
Donny Hathaway,
Andrew Hill,
The Names,
Godley & Creme,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Lower 48,
Marmalade,
Ice-T,
Boz Scaggs,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Happenings,
Pet Shop Boys,
Eurythmics,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Unrelated Segments,
Gichy Dan,
Wolf Eyes,
EPMD,
Todd Terry,
Faust,
Erasure,
The Cowsills,
Cymande,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Fortunes,
Monks,
Gregory Isaacs,
Black Flag,
The Walker Brothers,
Brass Construction,
Grandmaster Flash,
Scratch Acid,
Cecil Taylor,
The Cure,
Flash Fearless,
DJ Sneak,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Crooked Eye,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Index,
Subhumans,
Ossler,
Eric B and Rakim,
Sexual Harrassment,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Smog,
The Star Department,
Jeff Mills,
Lalann,
Todd Rundgren,
48th St. Collective, 48th St. Collective, 48th St. Collective, 48th St. Collective.
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.