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 Macedonia and from Johannesburg.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 rhodes 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 The Music Machine to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Flash Fearless. All the underground hits.
All Pharoah Sanders tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joyce Sims record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Siouxsie and the Banshees record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Raincoats,
Nick Fraelich,
The Music Machine,
Kevin Saunderson,
T. Rex,
Swans,
Kurtis Blow,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
David Bowie,
The Alarm Clocks,
Funky Four + One,
Jeru the Damaja,
Iggy Pop,
The Seeds,
Das Ding,
Deakin,
London Community Gospel Choir,
the Bar-Kays,
Jerry's Kids,
Kaleidoscope,
Andrew Hill,
Y Pants,
John Lydon,
Drive Like Jehu,
Pantaleimon,
The Kinks,
Leonard Cohen,
Sällskapet,
Dawn Penn,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Suicide,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Royal Trux,
Rod Modell,
Soul Sonic Force,
Boz Scaggs,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Con Funk Shun,
Fela Kuti,
Todd Terry,
Wasted Youth,
Nik Kershaw,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Can,
The Residents,
Mark Hollis,
Newcleus,
the Association,
The Associates,
Qualms,
Deepchord,
Country Joe & The Fish,
the Sonics,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Grey Daturas,
Theoretical Girls,
Dual Sessions,
OOIOO,
Wolf Eyes,
The Pretty Things, The Pretty Things, The Pretty Things, The Pretty Things.
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.