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 Croatia and from Manila.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Accadde A to the rap kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Althea and Donna. All the underground hits.
All Quantec tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bill Near record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Derrick Morgan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Main Source,
The Gories,
Joe Finger,
Wally Richardson,
Massinfluence,
Jeff Mills,
The Smoke,
H. Thieme,
Sun Ra,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Intrusion,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Fear,
Patti Smith,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Dawn Penn,
Arab on Radar,
The Toasters,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Wasted Youth,
Essential Logic,
Country Joe & The Fish,
John Cale,
Bootsy Collins,
Bluetip,
Inner City,
Radiopuhelimet,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Peter & Gordon,
The Cure,
Janne Schatter,
Scion,
Heaven 17,
Roy Ayers,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Michelle Simonal,
Procol Harum,
Thee Headcoats,
Jeru the Damaja,
Kenny Larkin,
Sun City Girls,
The Gun Club,
Delta 5,
The Modern Lovers,
Mark Hollis,
The J.B.'s,
The Beau Brummels,
Erykah Badu,
E-Dancer,
Morten Harket,
Max Romeo,
The Happenings,
Minutemen,
Pantaleimon,
The Trojans,
Lebanon Hanover,
Public Image Ltd.,
X-Ray Spex,
UT,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan.
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.