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 Nauru and from Shanghai.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Stetsasonic to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Aswad. All the underground hits.
All Sound Behaviour tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Evens 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rhythim Is Rhythim record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Moody Blues,
Eric B and Rakim,
Andrew Hill,
Massinfluence,
Clear Light,
Big Daddy Kane,
T. Rex,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Lee Hazlewood,
Robert Wyatt,
Excepter,
The Buckinghams,
The Gap Band,
Mars,
FM Einheit,
DJ Style,
Cameo,
Delta 5,
Idris Muhammad,
CMW,
Agitation Free,
The Index,
Davy DMX,
Sandy B,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Dave Clark Five,
Rod Modell,
Jawbox,
Harmonia,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Siglo XX,
Scion,
Sonny Sharrock,
David McCallum,
Inner City,
Eddi Front,
Yazoo,
Darondo,
The Zeros,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Unrelated Segments,
Amazonics,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Hashim,
Glambeats Corp.,
Kerri Chandler,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
a-ha,
PIL,
Ponytail,
Chrome,
Johnny Osbourne,
Depeche Mode,
Dorothy Ashby,
Dawn Penn,
Aaron Thompson,
Can,
X-101,
The Pretty Things, The Pretty Things, The Pretty Things, The Pretty Things.
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.