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 Guatemala and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Joensuu 1685 to the grunge 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 Jeru the Damaja. All the underground hits.
All The Evens tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Procol Harum record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a De La Soul & Jungle Brothers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Slick Rick,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Kool Moe Dee,
In Retrospect,
Kenny Larkin,
the Normal,
Skriet,
The Associates,
The J.B.'s,
The Busters,
The Walker Brothers,
Dark Day,
Hardrive,
Stereo Dub,
Pylon,
Moss Icon,
Gang Green,
Nils Olav,
Anakelly,
Idris Muhammad,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Man Parrish,
Livin' Joy,
Can,
Todd Rundgren,
The Cramps,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Michelle Simonal,
Massinfluence,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Nik Kershaw,
Moebius,
Sonny Sharrock,
Agent Orange,
Cheater Slicks,
The Doobie Brothers,
Girls At Our Best!,
Easy Going,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Tears for Fears,
Urselle,
Freddie Wadling,
Blossom Toes,
Inner City,
The Dirtbombs,
Chris Corsano,
Sound Behaviour,
Theoretical Girls,
Gang Starr,
The Moody Blues,
Excepter,
Supertramp,
Alice Coltrane,
Depeche Mode,
Avey Tare,
Gregory Isaacs,
Silicon Teens,
Deadbeat,
Duran Duran,
Larry & the Blue Notes, Larry & the Blue Notes, Larry & the Blue Notes, Larry & the Blue Notes.
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.