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 Guinea and from Stockholm.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Fat Boys to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Iggy Pop. All the underground hits.
All Ronan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every June Days 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Mojo Men record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Shuggie Otis,
Matthew Halsall,
Minny Pops,
Second Layer,
Iggy Pop,
Chris & Cosey,
Rod Modell,
Marcia Griffiths,
Albert Ayler,
Fear,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Pantytec,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Swell Maps,
Agent Orange,
Dave Gahan,
Dawn Penn,
June Days,
H. Thieme,
Rosa Yemen,
Jerry's Kids,
Moebius,
Agitation Free,
Yaz,
Aural Exciters,
Kas Product,
Liliput,
Crime,
Jesper Dahlback,
Radio Birdman,
The Mummies,
Lakeside,
The Monochrome Set,
Gang Starr,
Parry Music,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Young Rascals,
Johnny Osbourne,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Boz Scaggs,
Erykah Badu,
The Black Dice,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Harpers Bizarre,
Nik Kershaw,
This Heat,
Desert Stars,
Niagra,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Bronski Beat,
Robert Görl,
The Wake,
X-101,
Kenny Larkin,
The Smoke,
Scientists,
The Neon Judgement,
Los Fastidios,
Pagans,
Porter Ricks, Porter Ricks, Porter Ricks, Porter Ricks.
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.