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 Pakistan and from Toronto.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 The Beau Brummels to the techno 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 Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud. All the underground hits.
All Los Fastidios tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kango’s Stein Massive 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Matthew Halsall record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lalo Schifrin,
The Electric Prunes,
Schoolly D,
Rotary Connection,
Arcadia,
Magma,
The Standells,
Japan,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Derrick May,
The Grass Roots,
John Holt,
Ultimate Spinach,
X-101,
Ossler,
Cybotron,
Tim Buckley,
Mandrill,
Neil Young,
Das Ding,
The Residents,
Johnny Clarke,
KRS-One,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Derrick Morgan,
The Dirtbombs,
Don Cherry,
Loose Ends,
Symarip,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Pierre Henry,
Blossom Toes,
Procol Harum,
Black Moon,
Tears for Fears,
The Black Dice,
The Invisible,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Nils Olav,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Yazoo,
Byron Stingily,
June Days,
Oblivians,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Jacob Miller,
Big Daddy Kane,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Thee Headcoats,
The Music Machine,
Sun City Girls,
Anakelly,
Dual Sessions,
Altered Images,
The Move,
Gerry Rafferty,
Steve Hackett,
Fear,
Aaron Thompson,
The Monochrome Set,
Bobby Byrd, Bobby Byrd, Bobby Byrd, Bobby Byrd.
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.