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 Cuba and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Skarface to the dance 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 Beasts of Bourbon. All the underground hits.
All Anakelly tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fugazi 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Arcadia record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Durutti Column,
Monolake,
Deadbeat,
The Young Rascals,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
the Sonics,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Blake Baxter,
Maleditus Sound,
Hasil Adkins,
The Monochrome Set,
Jacob Miller,
Bush Tetras,
Robert Görl,
Arcadia,
Gang Gang Dance,
Eric B and Rakim,
Ice-T,
Barry Ungar,
Dark Day,
Flipper,
Stiv Bators,
The Associates,
Peter & Gordon,
T. Rex,
The Offenders,
a-ha,
MDC,
Kenny Larkin,
L. Decosne,
The Raincoats,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Martian,
The Dead C,
CMW,
Fad Gadget,
Echospace,
Porter Ricks,
Joe Smooth,
Kurtis Blow,
Black Sheep,
Gil Scott Heron,
Alphaville,
Bobby Byrd,
Moby Grape,
8 Eyed Spy,
John Lydon,
The Dave Clark Five,
David Axelrod,
David McCallum,
Rapeman,
Tomorrow,
Severed Heads,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Carl Craig,
Tubeway Army,
A Certain Ratio,
Morten Harket,
Roy Ayers,
Robert Wyatt, Robert Wyatt, Robert Wyatt, Robert Wyatt.
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.