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 Libya and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Mumbai.
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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Ornette Coleman to the rock 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 Stetsasonic. All the underground hits.
All Eddi Front tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Infiniti record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hoover record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rosa Yemen,
Derrick May,
The Searchers,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
David McCallum,
Stiv Bators,
Hardrive,
Swell Maps,
Underground Resistance,
Kool Moe Dee,
Pantytec,
Marcia Griffiths,
LL Cool J,
Zero Boys,
The Kinks,
The Skatalites,
The Sonics,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Bronski Beat,
Hoover,
Jacques Brel,
Technova,
The Red Krayola,
The Angels of Light,
Television Personalities,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Soul Sonic Force,
Ice-T,
Glenn Branca,
Dennis Brown,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Intrusion,
Josef K,
Boredoms,
The Monochrome Set,
Pole,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Joensuu 1685,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Excepter,
Oneida,
Cybotron,
Barrington Levy,
a-ha,
Anakelly,
Television,
Severed Heads,
Ken Boothe,
MC5,
The Dave Clark Five,
ABBA,
Monks,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Drexciya,
Gang of Four,
PIL,
Sexual Harrassment,
Lyres,
These Immortal Souls,
Yusef Lateef,
Donald Byrd,
Warsaw, Warsaw, Warsaw, Warsaw.
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.