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 Venezuela and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
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 Harmonia to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Carl Craig. All the underground hits.
All Byron Stingily tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lindisfarne 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roger Hodgson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Harmonia,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Television Personalities,
Schoolly D,
Lakeside,
The Five Americans,
Section 25,
Donald Byrd,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Jacques Brel,
Rosa Yemen,
Intrusion,
The Durutti Column,
Glambeats Corp.,
Ice-T,
Nas,
Ornette Coleman,
Swell Maps,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
New York Dolls,
Zero Boys,
Man Eating Sloth,
E-Dancer,
Albert Ayler,
Dorothy Ashby,
Byron Stingily,
The Moody Blues,
Josef K,
Rhythm & Sound,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Freddie Wadling,
Eve St. Jones,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Remains,
Scion,
Jesper Dahlback,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Davy DMX,
The Golliwogs,
Neu!,
The Cure,
Slick Rick,
John Foxx,
FM Einheit,
Dave Gahan,
Accadde A,
Unwound,
Organ,
Kayak,
Electric Prunes,
Chris Corsano,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Johnny Clarke,
Minnie Riperton,
Shoche,
The Smiths,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Birthday Party,
Whodini,
The Barracudas, The Barracudas, The Barracudas, The Barracudas.
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.