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 Marshall Islands and from Columbus.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 London Community Gospel Choir to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Doors. All the underground hits.
All Matthew Bourne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every 48th St. Collective record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 harpsichord and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Chocolate Watch Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gregory Isaacs,
Jacob Miller,
Tropical Tobacco,
Ultravox,
Warren Ellis,
The Blackbyrds,
Oneida,
The Index,
Section 25,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Doobie Brothers,
Fugazi,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Maurizio,
Crash Course in Science,
KRS-One,
Byron Stingily,
F. McDonald,
Cheater Slicks,
Siglo XX,
Moebius,
Swell Maps,
Nation of Ulysses,
Jacques Brel,
Clear Light,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Shuggie Otis,
Todd Rundgren,
Arab on Radar,
DNA,
Letta Mbulu,
Metal Thangz,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Erasure,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Los Fastidios,
Funky Four + One,
The Pretty Things,
The Mummies,
Gang Gang Dance,
Alphaville,
kango's stein massive,
Black Sheep,
Junior Murvin,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Nirvana,
Boogie Down Productions,
Popol Vuh,
Man Parrish,
Gong,
Andrew Hill,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Jawbox,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Quadrant,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
EPMD, EPMD, EPMD, EPMD.
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.