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 El Salvador and from Lille.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Milan.
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 güiro 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 The Tremeloes to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 JFA. All the underground hits.
All Skarface tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fat Boys 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 snare and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Cramps record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Pussy Galore,
Radiopuhelimet,
Barclay James Harvest,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Leonard Cohen,
ABC,
Davy DMX,
Robert Hood,
Cameo,
The Fall,
Nick Fraelich,
The Names,
Dennis Brown,
Public Image Ltd.,
Aaron Thompson,
Blancmange,
Althea and Donna,
Bob Dylan,
Symarip,
Michelle Simonal,
Soul Sonic Force,
Freddie Wadling,
Lee Hazlewood,
Roger Hodgson,
the Association,
Minny Pops,
Quantec,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Throbbing Gristle,
Lyres,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
the Germs,
The American Breed,
Talk Talk,
Neil Young,
Simply Red,
The Young Rascals,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Black Pus,
Fear,
Stereo Dub,
Wings,
John Cale,
Rhythm & Sound,
The J.B.'s,
Rakim,
Sex Pistols,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Malaria!,
Rekid,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Aural Exciters,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Porter Ricks,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Scientists,
Smog,
Susan Cadogan,
T.S.O.L.,
B.T. Express,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Masters at Work,
Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions.
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.