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 Suriname and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 Terror Squad Feat. Camron to the punk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 UT. All the underground hits.
All Alton Ellis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Laurel Aitken record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a kango's stein massive record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
cv313,
The Names,
The Doors,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Bad Manners,
Nils Olav,
Second Layer,
a-ha,
Pet Shop Boys,
Lyres,
The Pop Group,
Essential Logic,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Los Fastidios,
Marmalade,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Stockholm Monsters,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Bobby Sherman,
Sixth Finger,
Popol Vuh,
Vainqueur,
Godley & Creme,
Bluetip,
Brand Nubian,
Brick,
These Immortal Souls,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Young Rascals,
Ponytail,
Flash Fearless,
Barrington Levy,
Girls At Our Best!,
Soft Machine,
Outsiders,
Roger Hodgson,
Joensuu 1685,
Angry Samoans,
London Community Gospel Choir,
ABBA,
The Last Poets,
Pussy Galore,
B.T. Express,
Banda Bassotti,
MDC,
Panda Bear,
Delta 5,
The Velvet Underground,
The Music Machine,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The J.B.'s,
Icehouse,
Scan 7,
Eli Mardock,
The Trojans,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Rapeman,
Sexual Harrassment,
Gong,
The Pretty Things,
Rod Modell, Rod Modell, Rod Modell, Rod Modell.
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.