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 the UAE and from Lyon.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 sitar 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 Hashim to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Sight & Sound. All the underground hits.
All Minny Pops tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Neu! 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Faust record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Basic Channel,
Wasted Youth,
Cybotron,
Mr. Review,
The Alarm Clocks,
Girls At Our Best!,
Gabor Szabo,
The Dead C,
Grauzone,
Pantaleimon,
The Birthday Party,
Patti Smith,
Yusef Lateef,
Quando Quango,
The Moleskins,
Junior Murvin,
Yaz,
Boredoms,
Funky Four + One,
Depeche Mode,
The Saints,
Pharoah Sanders,
Wings,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Motorama,
Visage,
Maleditus Sound,
the Association,
Lou Reed,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Barbara Tucker,
Lyres,
Siglo XX,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
U.S. Maple,
Rekid,
Graham Central Station,
Jawbox,
Public Enemy,
Kool Moe Dee,
Flash Fearless,
OOIOO,
Essential Logic,
Pierre Henry,
Con Funk Shun,
Deakin,
Vladislav Delay,
Sex Pistols,
ABBA,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Surgeon,
Metal Thangz,
Massinfluence,
Sexual Harrassment,
Slave,
Goldenarms,
China Crisis,
H. Thieme,
The Kinks,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon.
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.