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 Palau and from Houston.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Camberwell Now to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Marc Almond. All the underground hits.
All ABBA tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cosmic Jokers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ituana record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Flipper,
Soulsonic Force,
Guru Guru,
Joey Negro,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Sound,
The Velvet Underground,
Intrusion,
Letta Mbulu,
Pet Shop Boys,
Deepchord,
Aloha Tigers,
Curtis Mayfield,
Bootsy Collins,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Dual Sessions,
Section 25,
Scott Walker,
Johnny Clarke,
Leonard Cohen,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
AZ,
Bad Manners,
Traffic Nightmare,
Ultra Naté,
Sound Behaviour,
Boredoms,
Sugar Minott,
Tim Buckley,
The Last Poets,
Malaria!,
Idris Muhammad,
H. Thieme,
Brass Construction,
Cluster,
Kas Product,
Ice-T,
Eddi Front,
The Techniques,
Bluetip,
Joyce Sims,
The Gun Club,
Eve St. Jones,
Interpol,
Monolake,
Glambeats Corp.,
a-ha,
the Soft Cell,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Quando Quango,
Susan Cadogan,
Brothers Johnson,
Echospace,
The Birthday Party,
Infiniti,
June of 44,
Khruangbin,
The Real Kids,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Bobby Hutcherson, Bobby Hutcherson, Bobby Hutcherson, Bobby Hutcherson.
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.