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 Mauritania and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Subhumans to the crunk 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 Cal Tjader. All the underground hits.
All Marvin Gaye tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pet Shop Boys record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nirvana record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kas Product,
Underground Resistance,
Davy DMX,
Barry Ungar,
Dual Sessions,
The Birthday Party,
Kool Moe Dee,
Kevin Saunderson,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Aural Exciters,
Alphaville,
Nas,
Arthur Verocai,
Kayak,
Camberwell Now,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Panda Bear,
The Neon Judgement,
Thee Headcoats,
Robert Wyatt,
Lungfish,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Evens,
Ten City,
The Associates,
The Buckinghams,
Faraquet,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Traffic Nightmare,
The American Breed,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Robert Görl,
One Last Wish,
Reuben Wilson,
Girls At Our Best!,
Livin' Joy,
Jesper Dahlback,
June of 44,
Subhumans,
Gang Green,
The Seeds,
Ken Boothe,
Public Enemy,
Barclay James Harvest,
June Days,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Tim Buckley,
Quadrant,
Arab on Radar,
Young Marble Giants,
Soul Sonic Force,
Ossler,
Soft Machine,
Intrusion,
Agitation Free,
Con Funk Shun,
La Düsseldorf,
Stockholm Monsters,
Donny Hathaway, Donny Hathaway, Donny Hathaway, Donny Hathaway.
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.