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 Cape Verde and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Babytalk to the grime 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 Kango’s Stein Massive. All the underground hits.
All Basic Channel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quadrant 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Strawberry Alarm Clock record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Young Rascals,
Mandrill,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Fuzztones,
Sound Behaviour,
Boz Scaggs,
Ronan,
The Martian,
Erykah Badu,
John Lydon,
Banda Bassotti,
Rotary Connection,
Gang Gang Dance,
Gang Green,
Tom Boy,
The Sonics,
The Leaves,
The American Breed,
The Monochrome Set,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Matthew Bourne,
Fatback Band,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Sugar Minott,
Television Personalities,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Sound,
Lucky Dragons,
The Red Krayola,
DNA,
Barclay James Harvest,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Section 25,
Kurtis Blow,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Audionom,
Model 500,
Blossom Toes,
Altered Images,
K-Klass,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Velvet Underground,
F. McDonald,
Danielle Patucci,
Rakim,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
MC5,
Dorothy Ashby,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Cecil Taylor,
The Fall,
Bootsy Collins,
Jacob Miller,
Radiohead,
Accadde A,
La Düsseldorf,
Hasil Adkins,
Tres Demented,
Anakelly,
Reuben Wilson,
Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry.
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.