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 Mauritius and from Shanghai.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 Donald Fagen 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 Joey Negro to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 F. McDonald. All the underground hits.
All the Germs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Doors record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Be Bop Deluxe record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Skarface,
La Düsseldorf,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Black Sheep,
Average White Band,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Basic Channel,
New Age Steppers,
Eric Copeland,
Cluster,
David McCallum,
Lucky Dragons,
Wasted Youth,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
the Human League,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Mummies,
Erykah Badu,
Alphaville,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
the Sonics,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Theoretical Girls,
L. Decosne,
Alison Limerick,
Japan,
Pole,
Parry Music,
Radiohead,
Oblivians,
Subhumans,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Todd Terry,
Flipper,
Marshall Jefferson,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Q65,
Royal Trux,
Trumans Water,
Babytalk,
The Gap Band,
Joy Division,
LL Cool J,
Hasil Adkins,
Mars,
Piero Umiliani,
The Mojo Men,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Angels of Light,
Harry Pussy,
Fluxion,
Interpol,
Alton Ellis,
Rhythm & Sound,
T.S.O.L.,
Newcleus,
DJ Sneak,
Con Funk Shun, Con Funk Shun, Con Funk Shun, Con Funk Shun.
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.