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 Laos and from Tokyo.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Inner City to the punk 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 The Slits. All the underground hits.
All The Moleskins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fad Gadget 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lalo Schifrin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Real Kids,
Roxy Music,
Flamin' Groovies,
Chris & Cosey,
Au Pairs,
Nils Olav,
Heaven 17,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Inner City,
Cymande,
The Divine Comedy,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Red Krayola,
Lyres,
Gregory Isaacs,
Joey Negro,
Visage,
The Shadows of Knight,
Janne Schatter,
Negative Approach,
Bill Wells,
Black Sheep,
Aaron Thompson,
Tommy Roe,
The Golliwogs,
Suburban Knight,
Delon & Dalcan,
Kurtis Blow,
The Skatalites,
cv313,
Stiv Bators,
Lou Christie,
Jawbox,
Fort Wilson Riot,
K-Klass,
Robert Wyatt,
Frankie Knuckles,
Boredoms,
Matthew Bourne,
The Blues Magoos,
Siglo XX,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Seeds,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Sam Rivers,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Danielle Patucci,
Magazine,
Mo-Dettes,
Jeff Mills,
Guru Guru,
Rakim,
The Trojans,
The Count Five,
Radio Birdman,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Grandmaster Flash,
Roxette,
Anthony Braxton,
Joe Finger,
Sarah Menescal, Sarah Menescal, Sarah Menescal, Sarah Menescal.
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.