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 Spain and from Houston.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 güiro 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 Jesper Dahlbäck to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 ABBA. All the underground hits.
All Grey Daturas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lightning Bolt record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scratch Acid record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jacques Brel,
The Cure,
Roxy Music,
Todd Rundgren,
The Martian,
Fluxion,
Kurtis Blow,
Parry Music,
Supertramp,
Gichy Dan,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
New Order,
Ultra Naté,
The Moody Blues,
Livin' Joy,
Dual Sessions,
Interpol,
Reagan Youth,
Ludus,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Shuggie Otis,
Unwound,
Pussy Galore,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Porter Ricks,
Skarface,
Jeff Lynne,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Quantec,
T.S.O.L.,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
the Human League,
Prince Buster,
The Motions,
Animal Collective,
Silicon Teens,
Au Pairs,
The Kinks,
The Count Five,
David Bowie,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Eli Mardock,
The Detroit Cobras,
Avey Tare,
Archie Shepp,
Chris & Cosey,
Derrick May,
Joy Division,
Pantytec,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Mission of Burma,
Faraquet,
The Seeds,
The Offenders,
Magazine,
Carl Craig,
the Soft Cell,
the Normal,
Howard Jones,
Gang Gang Dance,
Kenny Larkin,
The Young Rascals,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson.
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.