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 El Salvador and from Manchester.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 Donald Fagen 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 Alice Coltrane to the punk 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 Jerry Gold Smith. All the underground hits.
All AZ tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Bananas record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 chamberlin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Skaos record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Frankie Knuckles,
Agitation Free,
Royal Trux,
Oblivians,
cv313,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Matthew Bourne,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Roy Ayers,
Los Fastidios,
Television,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Scientists,
Adolescents,
Japan,
Monolake,
Joyce Sims,
Eddi Front,
Gang Starr,
Deadbeat,
Sugar Minott,
the Association,
Pagans,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Cymande,
Roxette,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Sarah Menescal,
The Index,
Barbara Tucker,
Brick,
Nils Olav,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Erasure,
Unwound,
Chrome,
The Golliwogs,
the Slits,
The Birthday Party,
Peter & Gordon,
Archie Shepp,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
James White and The Blacks,
Sister Nancy,
The Gladiators,
Country Teasers,
The Electric Prunes,
Skriet,
Gil Scott Heron,
the Swans,
the Human League,
A Certain Ratio,
Easy Going,
Bobby Byrd,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Marmalade,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
H. Thieme,
Bang On A Can,
The Seeds,
Matthew Halsall,
Davy DMX, Davy DMX, Davy DMX, Davy DMX.
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.