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 Bahrain and from Bremen.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the 808 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 Flipper to the disco 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 Marine Girls. All the underground hits.
All Ponytail tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cal Tjader record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 spring reverb and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Royal Family And The Poor record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rod Modell,
Nico,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Saints,
Massinfluence,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Scientists,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
EPMD,
Livin' Joy,
Todd Terry,
H. Thieme,
Iggy Pop,
Michelle Simonal,
The Alarm Clocks,
Bobby Byrd,
The Smiths,
Royal Trux,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Masters at Work,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Mojo Men,
Kayak,
Deadbeat,
The Golliwogs,
Dennis Brown,
Talk Talk,
Cybotron,
The Fall,
Piero Umiliani,
Max Romeo,
FM Einheit,
Jeff Lynne,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
David Bowie,
Jesper Dahlback,
the Sonics,
Harmonia,
Soft Cell,
UT,
Arthur Verocai,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Graham Central Station,
cv313,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
K-Klass,
Zapp,
kango's stein massive,
Can,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Eddi Front,
Nas,
Chrome,
The Blackbyrds,
Technova,
Agent Orange,
Bootsy Collins,
Howard Jones,
Pagans,
Sugar Minott,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Fifty Foot Hose, Fifty Foot Hose, Fifty Foot Hose, Fifty Foot Hose.
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.