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 Burkina and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 linndrum 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 Lakeside to the grime kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Country Teasers. All the underground hits.
All Visage tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sun Ra record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Happenings record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soul II Soul,
Index,
Dawn Penn,
Kevin Saunderson,
Wasted Youth,
Boz Scaggs,
Lightning Bolt,
In Retrospect,
Altered Images,
The Smoke,
Deakin,
Letta Mbulu,
Jeru the Damaja,
Wings,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Alarm Clocks,
Hardrive,
Radiohead,
Delon & Dalcan,
the Swans,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Blancmange,
Sugar Minott,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Johnny Clarke,
Harmonia,
World's Most,
Flash Fearless,
Tommy Roe,
Leonard Cohen,
the Soft Cell,
Eve St. Jones,
Mo-Dettes,
Panda Bear,
Steve Hackett,
Crash Course in Science,
Icehouse,
Derrick Morgan,
The Move,
ABBA,
kango's stein massive,
Das Ding,
Black Bananas,
Jacques Brel,
Electric Prunes,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
New Order,
Model 500,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Toasters,
Kurtis Blow,
Sonny Sharrock,
Soulsonic Force,
Depeche Mode,
Bobby Byrd,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Nick Fraelich,
Goldenarms,
The Red Krayola,
Piero Umiliani, Piero Umiliani, Piero Umiliani, Piero Umiliani.
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.