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 Namibia and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Cameo to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic. All the underground hits.
All The Trojans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 808 and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Crash Course in Science record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yusef Lateef,
Index,
Angry Samoans,
The Barracudas,
Barclay James Harvest,
Hasil Adkins,
Clear Light,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Gang Green,
Kerri Chandler,
Thompson Twins,
Lou Reed,
Vainqueur,
The Dirtbombs,
Nik Kershaw,
Young Marble Giants,
Ken Boothe,
Matthew Bourne,
Grey Daturas,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Hot Snakes,
Procol Harum,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Massinfluence,
Rotary Connection,
Nick Fraelich,
Rites of Spring,
Smog,
Lyres,
The Flesh Eaters,
Tomorrow,
The Black Dice,
Ludus,
Mark Hollis,
Pantytec,
Stetsasonic,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Cowsills,
Minny Pops,
Nation of Ulysses,
Fela Kuti,
Stiv Bators,
Judy Mowatt,
Severed Heads,
The Selecter,
Reuben Wilson,
Stereo Dub,
Joe Finger,
Pet Shop Boys,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Oneida,
Donny Hathaway,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Ralphi Rosario,
Gabor Szabo,
Danielle Patucci,
Pantaleimon,
Bobby Sherman,
The Star Department,
The Offenders,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Raincoats, The Raincoats, The Raincoats, The Raincoats.
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.