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 Liechtenstein and from Salvador.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Nas to the disco 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 The Skatalites. All the underground hits.
All Gerry Rafferty tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scientists 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camouflage record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Warren Ellis,
Supertramp,
David Axelrod,
Tres Demented,
Bill Wells,
Sexual Harrassment,
Quantec,
Unrelated Segments,
Spandau Ballet,
Donald Byrd,
Theoretical Girls,
DNA,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Jawbox,
Scan 7,
Lyres,
The Knickerbockers,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Outsiders,
Sonny Sharrock,
LL Cool J,
Joey Negro,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Hoover,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Jesper Dahlback,
Brass Construction,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Marvin Gaye,
Nick Fraelich,
The Monochrome Set,
Iggy Pop,
The Count Five,
Hashim,
Eden Ahbez,
Sun Ra,
Cheater Slicks,
The Mojo Men,
John Foxx,
Girls At Our Best!,
Ralphi Rosario,
Kas Product,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Mary Jane Girls,
X-101,
Darondo,
The Raincoats,
The Cramps,
Thompson Twins,
Neu!,
Angry Samoans,
the Bar-Kays,
T. Rex,
Deakin,
Basic Channel,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Grandmaster Flash,
Guru Guru,
Janne Schatter,
New Age Steppers, New Age Steppers, New Age Steppers, New Age Steppers.
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.