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 Seoul.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Zero Boys to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Letta Mbulu. All the underground hits.
All De La Soul & Jungle Brothers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Average White Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delta 5 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Boogie Down Productions,
Juan Atkins,
John Holt,
Camouflage,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
kango's stein massive,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Ice-T,
X-102,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Electric Light Orchestra,
This Heat,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Derrick May,
Morten Harket,
T.S.O.L.,
cv313,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
the Association,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
DJ Style,
Dennis Brown,
Lucky Dragons,
Inner City,
Letta Mbulu,
JFA,
Television Personalities,
Matthew Halsall,
Soulsonic Force,
Sun City Girls,
Junior Murvin,
Rod Modell,
Unrelated Segments,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Subhumans,
the Human League,
Tubeway Army,
Angry Samoans,
Fela Kuti,
Von Mondo,
Peter & Gordon,
The Raincoats,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Birthday Party,
Yusef Lateef,
The Velvet Underground,
Boz Scaggs,
Rekid,
the Bar-Kays,
La Düsseldorf,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Misunderstood,
Idris Muhammad,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Amon Düül II,
Big Daddy Kane,
Wolf Eyes,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Duran Duran,
The Fugs,
Zapp,
Japan,
Eric Dolphy, Eric Dolphy, Eric Dolphy, Eric Dolphy.
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.