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 Peru and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in 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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 rhodes 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 Sugar Minott 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 Ultravox. All the underground hits.
All Symarip tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Swell Maps record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sixth Finger record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Buzzcocks,
Grandmaster Flash,
Quando Quango,
Whodini,
The Velvet Underground,
The J.B.'s,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Matthew Bourne,
Reagan Youth,
The Black Dice,
Connie Case,
Brothers Johnson,
One Last Wish,
Donny Hathaway,
Eurythmics,
Spandau Ballet,
Symarip,
Public Image Ltd.,
Fad Gadget,
The Raincoats,
The Fortunes,
The Shadows of Knight,
Thee Headcoats,
Iggy Pop,
Technova,
Flash Fearless,
Metal Thangz,
Althea and Donna,
Desert Stars,
Excepter,
Japan,
Judy Mowatt,
Lou Christie,
Gregory Isaacs,
Subhumans,
The Real Kids,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Big Daddy Kane,
Crime,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Mary Jane Girls,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Joyce Sims,
New Age Steppers,
Guru Guru,
Black Pus,
The Grass Roots,
Yusef Lateef,
The Dead C,
June of 44,
Albert Ayler,
Ornette Coleman,
Kas Product,
Shoche,
Radiopuhelimet,
Essential Logic,
Agent Orange,
Monks,
Brass Construction,
CMW,
Flipper, Flipper, Flipper, Flipper.
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.