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 Italy and from Stockholm.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Lyon.
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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 The Skatalites to the rap 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 Siglo XX. All the underground hits.
All The Birthday Party tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Iggy Pop 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 synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Black Dice record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Human League,
MDC,
Nick Fraelich,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Ossler,
Half Japanese,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Ten City,
Roger Hodgson,
10cc,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Fugazi,
Metal Thangz,
Amon Düül,
Trumans Water,
Saccharine Trust,
Siglo XX,
Chris Corsano,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Index,
Yellowson,
The Saints,
Porter Ricks,
The Black Dice,
The Motions,
The Beau Brummels,
The Last Poets,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Pussy Galore,
Scrapy,
The Cowsills,
Lebanon Hanover,
Icehouse,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Los Fastidios,
Sonic Youth,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Aaron Thompson,
Eli Mardock,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Rites of Spring,
Royal Trux,
The Move,
Con Funk Shun,
Gichy Dan,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Evens,
Technova,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Loose Ends,
Joyce Sims,
Soft Machine,
The Gladiators,
Swell Maps,
EPMD,
Don Cherry,
Can,
Mission of Burma,
JFA, JFA, JFA, JFA.
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.