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 Cameroon and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 Robert Palmer 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 Chrome to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Scion. All the underground hits.
All Alton Ellis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lebanon Hanover 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joensuu 1685 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jesper Dahlback,
Ice-T,
The Gories,
Pantytec,
Fad Gadget,
Warren Ellis,
Unwound,
Althea and Donna,
Pulsallama,
The Birthday Party,
The Fortunes,
Alphaville,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Tropical Tobacco,
Mantronix,
Bob Dylan,
Sam Rivers,
The Durutti Column,
Rekid,
Stereo Dub,
Barry Ungar,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Scott Walker,
Bill Wells,
Ultimate Spinach,
MDC,
Quando Quango,
Matthew Halsall,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
DJ Style,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Electric Prunes,
Pole,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Jeff Mills,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Scan 7,
Model 500,
Joey Negro,
Sällskapet,
Man Parrish,
Parry Music,
The Vogues,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Cure,
Oblivians,
8 Eyed Spy,
T.S.O.L.,
Charles Mingus,
Eric B and Rakim,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Crispy Ambulance,
Moebius,
Howard Jones,
Shoche,
Whodini,
Heaven 17,
The American Breed,
Byron Stingily,
Funkadelic,
Harpers Bizarre, Harpers Bizarre, Harpers Bizarre, Harpers Bizarre.
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.