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 Tajikistan and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in 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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 marimba 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 DJ Style to the rap 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 Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson. All the underground hits.
All Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Major Organ And The Adding Machine record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Freddie Wadling record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wire,
CMW,
Soul Sonic Force,
Brick,
Marcia Griffiths,
Andrew Hill,
Fluxion,
The Fuzztones,
Robert Görl,
Sight & Sound,
Black Sheep,
UT,
Reagan Youth,
Fela Kuti,
Buzzcocks,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
ABC,
Marine Girls,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Qualms,
Gang Starr,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Gastr Del Sol,
Alison Limerick,
The Dead C,
Liliput,
Parry Music,
Drive Like Jehu,
Morten Harket,
Tomorrow,
Max Romeo,
Maleditus Sound,
June Days,
Wasted Youth,
The Dave Clark Five,
Television,
The Monochrome Set,
Davy DMX,
Sarah Menescal,
Magazine,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Joe Finger,
Bob Dylan,
Lou Reed,
Ultra Naté,
Marvin Gaye,
Procol Harum,
Fad Gadget,
The Doobie Brothers,
the Human League,
The United States of America,
Q and Not U,
Talk Talk,
Sugar Minott,
The Cramps,
Pole,
Blancmange, Blancmange, Blancmange, Blancmange.
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.