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 San Marino and from Glasgow.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 arpeggiator 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 The Selecter to the techno kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Five Americans. All the underground hits.
All Andrew Hill tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nas record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Public Image Ltd. record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Bobby Byrd,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
MDC,
Flash Fearless,
Nik Kershaw,
Das Ding,
The Buckinghams,
Kas Product,
Bill Near,
Sister Nancy,
Joyce Sims,
the Association,
The Blues Magoos,
In Retrospect,
The Slits,
Faraquet,
The Move,
The Names,
Pere Ubu,
Ultra Naté,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Half Japanese,
Stiv Bators,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Robert Görl,
Arab on Radar,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Fugs,
The Beau Brummels,
Robert Wyatt,
Blake Baxter,
Radio Birdman,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Essential Logic,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Cybotron,
Piero Umiliani,
Lebanon Hanover,
Graham Central Station,
Neil Young,
The Slackers,
Barrington Levy,
The Offenders,
Mantronix,
Pylon,
Alison Limerick,
The Velvet Underground,
Freddie Wadling,
Reuben Wilson,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Pulsallama,
Lower 48,
Brothers Johnson,
The Gap Band,
One Last Wish,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Robert Hood,
Sparks,
Deepchord,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Sonics, The Sonics, The Sonics, The Sonics.
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.