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 Kosovo and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 snare 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 Radiopuhelimet to the rap 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 The Flesh Eaters. All the underground hits.
All Ajijia Myrayebe tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Graham Central Station record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The American Breed,
Motorama,
Erasure,
Whodini,
Porter Ricks,
Parry Music,
Crash Course in Science,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Crime,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Mummies,
AZ,
Country Teasers,
OOIOO,
Bad Manners,
Mr. Review,
Kurtis Blow,
Duran Duran,
EPMD,
Lyres,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Pulsallama,
The Moody Blues,
Dennis Brown,
Wings,
Thee Headcoats,
The Martian,
Intrusion,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Lalann,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Remains,
Don Cherry,
China Crisis,
Albert Ayler,
Sugar Minott,
Fugazi,
The Gun Club,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Gichy Dan,
Hardrive,
Piero Umiliani,
Schoolly D,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Stetsasonic,
Joy Division,
The Doors,
Hasil Adkins,
Faust,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Marmalade,
Ken Boothe,
Black Bananas,
Leonard Cohen,
Lalo Schifrin,
Thompson Twins,
Newcleus,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Franke,
Harry Pussy,
The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five.
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.