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 Uganda and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 Philadelphia and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Guru Guru 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 Joe Finger. All the underground hits.
All Rufus Thomas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every OOIOO record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Skatalites record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nas,
Erykah Badu,
Thee Headcoats,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
10cc,
Aural Exciters,
The Barracudas,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Marshall Jefferson,
Soulsonic Force,
Carl Craig,
U.S. Maple,
The Beau Brummels,
The Pretty Things,
EPMD,
L. Decosne,
Harry Pussy,
Basic Channel,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Traffic Nightmare,
Cheater Slicks,
the Normal,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Rapeman,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Grass Roots,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Youth Brigade,
MDC,
ABBA,
Main Source,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Iggy Pop,
Marcia Griffiths,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Fat Boys,
Byron Stingily,
Yellowson,
The Sonics,
The Modern Lovers,
Audionom,
The Young Rascals,
PIL,
Marmalade,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Neu!,
Peter and Kerry,
Rosa Yemen,
Soul II Soul,
The Leaves,
Steve Hackett,
The Durutti Column,
Idris Muhammad,
Grauzone,
Pierre Henry,
Max Romeo,
Agent Orange,
Brothers Johnson,
Boz Scaggs,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Cymande, Cymande, Cymande, Cymande.
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.