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 St Lucia and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Danielle Patucci to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Deakin. All the underground hits.
All Don Cherry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fear 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fluxion record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Man Eating Sloth,
Zero Boys,
Minny Pops,
Groovy Waters,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Dorothy Ashby,
Khruangbin,
Gichy Dan,
Television,
Eyeless In Gaza,
UT,
Glambeats Corp.,
Kevin Saunderson,
David Bowie,
The Selecter,
Deakin,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Mad Mike,
Stockholm Monsters,
Technova,
The Index,
Pantaleimon,
Lou Christie,
Freddie Wadling,
The American Breed,
Juan Atkins,
Fear,
Con Funk Shun,
Ronnie Foster,
Deepchord,
Man Parrish,
Joyce Sims,
Can,
Kenny Larkin,
the Germs,
Index,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Aswad,
Circle Jerks,
Godley & Creme,
Icehouse,
Sound Behaviour,
Alphaville,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Swans,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Divine Comedy,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
June of 44,
Glenn Branca,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Quando Quango,
Silicon Teens,
The Five Americans,
Sexual Harrassment,
Shoche,
The Electric Prunes,
Unwound,
Gregory Isaacs,
Lyres,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Ornette Coleman, Ornette Coleman, Ornette Coleman, Ornette Coleman.
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.