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 Mali and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the organ 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 Public Image Ltd. to the rock kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Kenny Larkin. All the underground hits.
All Prince Buster tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobby Womack 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a London Community Gospel Choir record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Robert Görl,
CMW,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Theoretical Girls,
Judy Mowatt,
Wasted Youth,
Sexual Harrassment,
Lungfish,
Terry Callier,
Aural Exciters,
Bob Dylan,
Fad Gadget,
Marvin Gaye,
The Skatalites,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Invisible,
DJ Sneak,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Yellowson,
Babytalk,
Joy Division,
Gang Green,
Hot Snakes,
ABC,
Glambeats Corp.,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Model 500,
Public Image Ltd.,
Y Pants,
DNA,
Sight & Sound,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Dead C,
Basic Channel,
Minny Pops,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Black Bananas,
Minnie Riperton,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
a-ha,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Detroit Cobras,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Walker Brothers,
Neu!,
Smog,
Suicide,
Sixth Finger,
The Vogues,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Sonic Youth,
Camouflage,
The Smiths,
Junior Murvin,
ABBA,
Hasil Adkins,
Sparks,
Johnny Osbourne,
PIL,
Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes.
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.