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 Panama and from Columbus.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the snare 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 Lafayette Afro Rock Band to the grime 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 Notorious Big And Bone Thugs. All the underground hits.
All Nils Olav tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rotary Connection record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rotary Connection record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gil Scott Heron,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Flipper,
Rhythm & Sound,
The New Christs,
Eric B and Rakim,
Cluster,
Girls At Our Best!,
LL Cool J,
Lakeside,
The Count Five,
Bang On A Can,
The Birthday Party,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Music Machine,
Supertramp,
Vainqueur,
Ronan,
E-Dancer,
a-ha,
The Remains,
Index,
The Doobie Brothers,
Zapp,
The Golliwogs,
Absolute Body Control,
New Age Steppers,
The Gories,
Lalann,
FM Einheit,
John Coltrane,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Eric Copeland,
Bill Wells,
Sister Nancy,
Stiv Bators,
One Last Wish,
The Motions,
Marcia Griffiths,
D'Angelo,
Reagan Youth,
These Immortal Souls,
Swans,
Gang Starr,
Easy Going,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Cure,
Ponytail,
Stetsasonic,
Letta Mbulu,
Derrick Morgan,
H. Thieme,
The Blackbyrds,
Boredoms,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Brick,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Seeds,
The J.B.'s,
The Durutti Column, The Durutti Column, The Durutti Column, The Durutti Column.
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.