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 Kyrgyzstan and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the marimba 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 Vainqueur to the grime 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 Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish. All the underground hits.
All Dennis Brown tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cramps record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Brand Nubian record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Quadrant,
Derrick Morgan,
The Divine Comedy,
Spandau Ballet,
Excepter,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
JFA,
Brass Construction,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Stetsasonic,
Sight & Sound,
Fluxion,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Isaac Hayes,
The Birthday Party,
Nas,
Public Image Ltd.,
Girls At Our Best!,
Robert Wyatt,
The Associates,
The Slits,
The Evens,
Darondo,
The Fire Engines,
The Real Kids,
Lou Reed,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
In Retrospect,
Yusef Lateef,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Todd Terry,
Saccharine Trust,
Bronski Beat,
Bootsy Collins,
UT,
Eden Ahbez,
New Age Steppers,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Mr. Review,
Motorama,
Joe Smooth,
Matthew Halsall,
Reuben Wilson,
Skriet,
Quantec,
Los Fastidios,
Icehouse,
Infiniti,
The Victims,
Gerry Rafferty,
kango's stein massive,
The Invisible,
The Gap Band,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Suburban Knight,
DJ Sneak,
Cluster,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Monks,
Niagra,
Todd Rundgren,
Gang of Four,
Junior Murvin, Junior Murvin, Junior Murvin, Junior Murvin.
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.