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 Chile and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Black Dice to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Reuben Wilson. All the underground hits.
All Jesper Dahlbäck tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Arab on Radar record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 an arpeggiator and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fuzztones record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eden Ahbez,
Kerrie Biddell,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Avey Tare,
Deakin,
Fela Kuti,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Qualms,
Crime,
The Star Department,
The Motions,
Gerry Rafferty,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Ronan,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Man Eating Sloth,
Amon Düül,
World's Most,
Minny Pops,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Gichy Dan,
Drexciya,
Babytalk,
Laurel Aitken,
Duran Duran,
Little Man,
The Seeds,
Panda Bear,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Radiopuhelimet,
Pulsallama,
Brass Construction,
Ornette Coleman,
David McCallum,
the Normal,
The Pretty Things,
Half Japanese,
F. McDonald,
Dave Gahan,
Alphaville,
Thompson Twins,
Clear Light,
Parry Music,
Procol Harum,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Velvet Underground,
The Tremeloes,
Intrusion,
D'Angelo,
Darondo,
Television Personalities,
Eric B and Rakim,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Funky Four + One,
Warren Ellis,
H. Thieme,
Theoretical Girls,
Arthur Verocai,
The Doobie Brothers,
FM Einheit,
Joe Smooth,
Bill Near,
Gang of Four,
Janne Schatter,
EPMD, EPMD, EPMD, EPMD.
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.