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 Madagascar and from Delhi.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Seoul.
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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the marimba 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 Unwound to the techno 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 David McCallum. All the underground hits.
All Terry Callier tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Duran Duran record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ajijia Myrayebe record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Kas Product,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Sandy B,
Minnie Riperton,
Sugar Minott,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Royal Trux,
The Human League,
Rakim,
Harpers Bizarre,
Al Stewart,
Black Moon,
Kerri Chandler,
kango's stein massive,
The Associates,
Yellowson,
Fugazi,
Bluetip,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Kinks,
U.S. Maple,
Aswad,
Neu!,
Brand Nubian,
Leonard Cohen,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Searchers,
Ossler,
Rekid,
Harmonia,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Robert Wyatt,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Ituana,
Jacques Brel,
The New Christs,
Prince Buster,
Arcadia,
Gichy Dan,
Country Teasers,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Moss Icon,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Black Flag,
The Grass Roots,
Fad Gadget,
Simply Red,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Smoke,
Average White Band,
Pole,
Tim Buckley,
Gang Starr,
Lower 48,
The Sonics,
Qualms,
Pharoah Sanders,
Funky Four + One,
Chris Corsano,
L. Decosne, L. Decosne, L. Decosne, L. Decosne.
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.