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 Cyprus and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Carl Craig to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 X-102. All the underground hits.
All The United States of America tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a JFA record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rakim,
The Raincoats,
The Doobie Brothers,
Grandmaster Flash,
Sam Rivers,
David Axelrod,
Pantytec,
Nik Kershaw,
One Last Wish,
Livin' Joy,
Chrome,
June Days,
Black Flag,
James White and The Blacks,
D'Angelo,
Max Romeo,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
New Age Steppers,
Radio Birdman,
The Fortunes,
Suicide,
Roger Hodgson,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Godley & Creme,
Spoonie Gee,
These Immortal Souls,
The Golliwogs,
Thompson Twins,
Royal Trux,
cv313,
Sparks,
Brick,
Shoche,
The Modern Lovers,
Crooked Eye,
Donald Byrd,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Kaleidoscope,
Reagan Youth,
Joensuu 1685,
Guru Guru,
The J.B.'s,
Faraquet,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Television,
Thee Headcoats,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Vogues,
Au Pairs,
Aaron Thompson,
Grey Daturas,
Nas,
Eden Ahbez,
Little Man,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Beau Brummels,
Unrelated Segments,
Negative Approach,
Ohio Players,
The Evens,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell.
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.