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 Vanuatu and from Philadelphia.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Cymande to the funk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Sun City Girls. All the underground hits.
All Matthew Halsall tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sunsets and Hearts 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gong record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Delta 5,
The Birthday Party,
Basic Channel,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Funkadelic,
Khruangbin,
Mandrill,
The Walker Brothers,
48th St. Collective,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
New Order,
Smog,
Infiniti,
Accadde A,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
the Soft Cell,
the Germs,
The Gun Club,
Average White Band,
Swell Maps,
Tomorrow,
Soul II Soul,
Fela Kuti,
Nico,
Goldenarms,
Chris & Cosey,
Big Daddy Kane,
Barclay James Harvest,
the Normal,
Cluster,
Quando Quango,
Faraquet,
The Golliwogs,
Isaac Hayes,
Aswad,
Erasure,
Piero Umiliani,
Lightning Bolt,
Symarip,
Terrestrial Tones,
Lou Christie,
The Moleskins,
Duran Duran,
Oneida,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Peter and Kerry,
The Mummies,
Circle Jerks,
Fatback Band,
Rites of Spring,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Lalann,
Audionom,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Sound Behaviour,
Throbbing Gristle,
Scrapy,
Young Marble Giants,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282.
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.