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 Bolivia and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 theremin 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 The Slackers to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Jacob Miller. All the underground hits.
All MDC tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every UT record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 synthesizer and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Curtis Mayfield record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Faust,
Make Up,
Grauzone,
The Dave Clark Five,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Josef K,
Patti Smith,
Quantec,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Scrapy,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Sound,
Flipper,
DJ Sneak,
The Sonics,
a-ha,
Stetsasonic,
Half Japanese,
Tom Boy,
The Slackers,
DJ Style,
Ituana,
Ohio Players,
Hardrive,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Deepchord,
The Young Rascals,
ABC,
Rosa Yemen,
Television,
Dennis Brown,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Susan Cadogan,
One Last Wish,
Roger Hodgson,
Absolute Body Control,
Letta Mbulu,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Ronnie Foster,
Darondo,
Pet Shop Boys,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Unrelated Segments,
The Martian,
John Foxx,
Pagans,
Sarah Menescal,
Smog,
cv313,
Pole,
Wings,
The Gun Club,
Jimmy McGriff,
KRS-One,
Sound Behaviour,
Jesper Dahlback,
Nirvana,
The Fire Engines,
The Doors,
Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone.
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.