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 Paraguay and from Accra.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the sitar 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 Ohio Players to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 The Cowsills. All the underground hits.
All Piero Umiliani tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alton Ellis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gap Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
CMW,
Kaleidoscope,
Boz Scaggs,
Jawbox,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Metal Thangz,
Youth Brigade,
Cameo,
Marmalade,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Ronnie Foster,
Au Pairs,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Victims,
The Vogues,
Urselle,
Ten City,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Blake Baxter,
Subhumans,
Althea and Donna,
Bad Manners,
Pylon,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Nas,
F. McDonald,
Flash Fearless,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Scratch Acid,
The Names,
Tubeway Army,
Chrome,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Technova,
Gil Scott Heron,
Tropical Tobacco,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Barbara Tucker,
Cal Tjader,
Pantaleimon,
Gang Gang Dance,
David McCallum,
Mantronix,
Archie Shepp,
The Tremeloes,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Smiths,
Vainqueur,
Radiopuhelimet,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Residents,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Jerry's Kids,
Neu!,
The Fall,
Camouflage,
Matthew Bourne, Matthew Bourne, Matthew Bourne, Matthew Bourne.
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.