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 Cambodia and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Portland.
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 arpeggiator 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 Sight & Sound to the jazz 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 Mantronix. All the underground hits.
All Schoolly D tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jacob Miller 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Max Romeo 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?
Joe Finger,
Terry Callier,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Index,
Symarip,
Quando Quango,
Babytalk,
Joey Negro,
Procol Harum,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Wolf Eyes,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Roy Ayers,
Yusef Lateef,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
10cc,
Con Funk Shun,
Soul II Soul,
Clear Light,
Peter and Kerry,
MDC,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Parry Music,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Leonard Cohen,
Depeche Mode,
Flamin' Groovies,
Junior Murvin,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Fad Gadget,
Basic Channel,
Yaz,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Hardrive,
Steve Hackett,
Infiniti,
The Monks,
Roxette,
Magazine,
Arcadia,
Shoche,
Alphaville,
Harry Pussy,
Deakin,
Lyres,
Traffic Nightmare,
The New Christs,
Erykah Badu,
Nils Olav,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Bobby Sherman,
The Mummies,
Isaac Hayes,
Motorama,
Panda Bear,
Jerry's Kids,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Chrome,
Warren Ellis,
Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments.
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.