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 Gambia and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 clarinet 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 Ponytail to the grime 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 Zero Boys. All the underground hits.
All Pussy Galore tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Shadows of Knight record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a It's A Beautiful Day record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Depeche Mode,
Arthur Verocai,
Groovy Waters,
Khruangbin,
Warsaw,
The Grass Roots,
UT,
Hardrive,
Camouflage,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Nils Olav,
Brand Nubian,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Monks,
The Gories,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Blues Magoos,
The Gap Band,
John Cale,
The Happenings,
The Skatalites,
Delon & Dalcan,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Human League,
Carl Craig,
David Bowie,
Marc Almond,
Con Funk Shun,
Absolute Body Control,
ABC,
Delta 5,
Barry Ungar,
Scan 7,
The New Christs,
Frankie Knuckles,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Deadbeat,
The Monochrome Set,
Siglo XX,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Soul II Soul,
Rotary Connection,
Technova,
Agitation Free,
Colin Newman,
Kerrie Biddell,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Ronan,
Lyres,
The Neon Judgement,
Isaac Hayes,
The Smiths,
Matthew Halsall,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Au Pairs,
Sound Behaviour,
Mars,
The Misunderstood,
Youth Brigade,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Erasure, Erasure, Erasure, Erasure.
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.