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 Czech Republic and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 synthesizer 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 ABC to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 cv313. All the underground hits.
All Procol Harum tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 a marimba and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Beau Brummels record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
T. Rex,
Peter & Gordon,
James White and The Blacks,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Offenders,
DJ Style,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Moebius,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Joyce Sims,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Black Moon,
Ice-T,
Chrome,
Leonard Cohen,
Television Personalities,
Black Sheep,
The Flesh Eaters,
Yazoo,
Pole,
Anakelly,
Thompson Twins,
Pulsallama,
Roxette,
Tubeway Army,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Bauhaus,
The Gories,
Camouflage,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Average White Band,
Kaleidoscope,
Barclay James Harvest,
Jeru the Damaja,
Rekid,
The Birthday Party,
Hardrive,
Sparks,
Hoover,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Thee Headcoats,
Moby Grape,
Simply Red,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Litter,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Wally Richardson,
Lungfish,
The Detroit Cobras,
Sun City Girls,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Godley & Creme,
H. Thieme,
Marshall Jefferson,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Traffic Nightmare,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Hasil Adkins,
Althea and Donna,
the Bar-Kays,
Public Enemy,
Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron.
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.