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 Armenia and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Scan 7 to the grime kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Stereo Dub. All the underground hits.
All Iggy Pop tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Piero Umiliani 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Electric Light Orchestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rakim,
Quantec,
Smog,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Sun City Girls,
Aloha Tigers,
Camberwell Now,
Sound Behaviour,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Sonny Sharrock,
Johnny Clarke,
Accadde A,
Swans,
Easy Going,
Adolescents,
Lucky Dragons,
Cybotron,
David Bowie,
The Raincoats,
The Knickerbockers,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Morten Harket,
Wasted Youth,
Echospace,
Shoche,
Donny Hathaway,
Television,
Sister Nancy,
Radiopuhelimet,
Kevin Saunderson,
Fatback Band,
Grandmaster Flash,
Moss Icon,
Blancmange,
Second Layer,
Robert Wyatt,
Joyce Sims,
Mo-Dettes,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Eddi Front,
KRS-One,
Average White Band,
Motorama,
Man Eating Sloth,
Arab on Radar,
Magma,
Arthur Verocai,
Soulsonic Force,
OOIOO,
The Alarm Clocks,
Neil Young,
Roy Ayers,
China Crisis,
Fad Gadget,
Moby Grape,
Stereo Dub,
Eric B and Rakim, Eric B and Rakim, Eric B and Rakim, Eric B and Rakim.
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.