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 Ethiopia and from Copenhagen.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 Lou Reed 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 U.S. Maple to the grime kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 the Human League. All the underground hits.
All Justin Hinds & The Dominoes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every kango's stein massive record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joe Smooth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Basic Channel,
K-Klass,
Electric Prunes,
Tres Demented,
The Doobie Brothers,
Kenny Larkin,
Jandek,
Dawn Penn,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
ABBA,
The Evens,
The Blackbyrds,
Ponytail,
L. Decosne,
Eddi Front,
D'Angelo,
The Vogues,
Sonic Youth,
Fear,
Vainqueur,
Alice Coltrane,
T.S.O.L.,
Jimmy McGriff,
R.M.O.,
Kurtis Blow,
the Swans,
Minnie Riperton,
Wire,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Pierre Henry,
Derrick May,
Sight & Sound,
Danielle Patucci,
Junior Murvin,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Quadrant,
48th St. Collective,
Throbbing Gristle,
Thee Headcoats,
Swans,
Sam Rivers,
Ultra Naté,
the Bar-Kays,
Shoche,
Aswad,
Rakim,
The Fire Engines,
Nation of Ulysses,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Bobby Sherman,
KRS-One,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Black Moon,
Groovy Waters,
Mary Jane Girls,
Babytalk,
The Gun Club,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Gil Scott Heron,
Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions.
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.