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 Serbia 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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 A Certain Ratio to the dance 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 Kevin Saunderson. All the underground hits.
All E-Dancer tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Slick Rick record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Blackbyrds record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yaz,
Zero Boys,
Derrick Morgan,
Gang of Four,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Organ,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Magma,
Marshall Jefferson,
Fear,
Harmonia,
Scion,
Intrusion,
Alison Limerick,
Fela Kuti,
Rapeman,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Cowsills,
UT,
PIL,
Quadrant,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Flesh Eaters,
Half Japanese,
A Certain Ratio,
T.S.O.L.,
Ponytail,
Ronan,
Wasted Youth,
Leonard Cohen,
The Birthday Party,
The Mojo Men,
The New Christs,
Kerrie Biddell,
Toni Rubio,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Siglo XX,
Terrestrial Tones,
Malaria!,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Bobby Byrd,
Radiopuhelimet,
Harpers Bizarre,
Joe Finger,
Warsaw,
Shoche,
Make Up,
Cal Tjader,
The Fuzztones,
The Buckinghams,
Godley & Creme,
Electric Prunes,
Todd Terry,
Ludus,
The Happenings,
Arcadia,
Barrington Levy,
Kayak,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Pantytec,
David Axelrod,
The Beau Brummels,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic.
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.