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 Venezuela and from Sao Paulo.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Trojans to the grime 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 Desert Stars. All the underground hits.
All Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lyres record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Duran Duran record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Trojans,
Khruangbin,
La Düsseldorf,
Curtis Mayfield,
Donny Hathaway,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Funkadelic,
Yaz,
Section 25,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Animal Collective,
Infiniti,
Fugazi,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Delta 5,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Nico,
Alphaville,
Lou Christie,
the Sonics,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Todd Rundgren,
Accadde A,
Spoonie Gee,
Sam Rivers,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Star Department,
Pet Shop Boys,
Severed Heads,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
the Association,
The Remains,
The Mojo Men,
Radiohead,
The Raincoats,
Motorama,
Jeff Lynne,
Television,
The Beau Brummels,
Sparks,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
the Bar-Kays,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Minny Pops,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Adolescents,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Q and Not U,
Liliput,
The Toasters,
Warsaw,
Stetsasonic,
Lakeside,
The Techniques,
D'Angelo,
T.S.O.L.,
T. Rex,
Inner City,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon.
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.