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 the UAE and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 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 The Invisible to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Stetsasonic. All the underground hits.
All The Modern Lovers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Mojo Men 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gories record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
One Last Wish,
Country Teasers,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Harpers Bizarre,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Amazonics,
Negative Approach,
Colin Newman,
John Foxx,
Quantec,
Roger Hodgson,
Robert Wyatt,
F. McDonald,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Fugazi,
Kenny Larkin,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Niagra,
CMW,
Robert Görl,
Black Bananas,
The Standells,
Pet Shop Boys,
Khruangbin,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Star Department,
Gong,
Marshall Jefferson,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Toasters,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Marc Almond,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Urselle,
Gabor Szabo,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Busters,
the Fania All-Stars,
LL Cool J,
Althea and Donna,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Jeru the Damaja,
Carl Craig,
Pierre Henry,
Shuggie Otis,
Skaos,
Massinfluence,
Bill Wells,
Max Romeo,
Barclay James Harvest,
Minor Threat,
Minutemen,
Spandau Ballet,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The J.B.'s,
Gil Scott Heron,
Boz Scaggs,
Cecil Taylor,
Stetsasonic,
Juan Atkins,
FM Einheit,
Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron.
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.