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 Uruguay and from Paris.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the oboe 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 Music Machine to the punk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Janne Schatter. All the underground hits.
All Soul II Soul tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Johnny Clarke 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Brass Construction record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Morten Harket,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Blues Magoos,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Infiniti,
Malaria!,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Fear,
The Neon Judgement,
Susan Cadogan,
The Saints,
Blossom Toes,
Robert Hood,
Nas,
Siglo XX,
Spandau Ballet,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Arab on Radar,
Darondo,
10cc,
Crispian St. Peters,
Man Eating Sloth,
Chris Corsano,
FM Einheit,
Livin' Joy,
Deadbeat,
Matthew Halsall,
OOIOO,
The Slackers,
The Cramps,
The Slits,
Pussy Galore,
Visage,
Flamin' Groovies,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Lebanon Hanover,
Quadrant,
Bizarre Inc.,
Fluxion,
Barbara Tucker,
Peter & Gordon,
June of 44,
ABBA,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Kinks,
Man Parrish,
The Stooges,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Dave Gahan,
the Fania All-Stars,
Deepchord,
Sound Behaviour,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Massinfluence,
Moebius,
Patti Smith,
KRS-One,
Agent Orange,
Kenny Larkin,
Donny Hathaway,
Eric Dolphy,
Q65, Q65, Q65, Q65.
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.