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 Iraq and from Lille.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Godley & Creme to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 DJ Sneak. All the underground hits.
All Newcleus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bill Wells record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Can record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Freddie Wadling,
Nico,
Brass Construction,
The Remains,
B.T. Express,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Isaac Hayes,
Scan 7,
Funkadelic,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Chris & Cosey,
Donny Hathaway,
LL Cool J,
Nik Kershaw,
Accadde A,
Boz Scaggs,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Lower 48,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Soft Machine,
Yazoo,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Minutemen,
Roger Hodgson,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Quadrant,
UT,
The Standells,
Godley & Creme,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Niagra,
Rakim,
Junior Murvin,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Nick Fraelich,
The Litter,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
DJ Sneak,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Tomorrow,
Vainqueur,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Offenders,
Drexciya,
Kool Moe Dee,
Japan,
The Index,
Parry Music,
The Smiths,
Aural Exciters,
Byron Stingily,
Symarip,
Rufus Thomas,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Ten City,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Motions,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Popol Vuh,
Cymande,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Jawbox, Jawbox, Jawbox, Jawbox.
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.