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 Pakistan and from Copenhagen.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 808 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 Goldenarms to the funk 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 Stetsasonic. All the underground hits.
All Guru Guru tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mark Hollis 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Kinks 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?
Erykah Badu,
The Buckinghams,
Eric Dolphy,
Deadbeat,
Gang Starr,
the Human League,
The Electric Prunes,
Eve St. Jones,
Nick Fraelich,
The Searchers,
Suburban Knight,
Depeche Mode,
The Blackbyrds,
Intrusion,
Joey Negro,
Easy Going,
Sun Ra,
This Heat,
Smog,
Nas,
The Barracudas,
Maurizio,
Judy Mowatt,
Massinfluence,
The Golliwogs,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Parry Music,
Steve Hackett,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Glambeats Corp.,
Terrestrial Tones,
Rotary Connection,
Grauzone,
Fatback Band,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Sällskapet,
Alison Limerick,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Shadows of Knight,
Buzzcocks,
FM Einheit,
Henry Cow,
Whodini,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Count Five,
Visage,
Iggy Pop,
Yaz,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Y Pants,
Warren Ellis,
Brand Nubian,
The Selecter,
The Cramps,
The Fall,
Reagan Youth,
Derrick Morgan,
DJ Sneak,
The Walker Brothers, The Walker Brothers, The Walker Brothers, The Walker Brothers.
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.