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 Albania and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 guitar 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 Kinks to the electroclash 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 Rotary Connection. All the underground hits.
All Fugazi tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Khruangbin 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Chrome record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Count Five,
Fluxion,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Moody Blues,
Skriet,
Bluetip,
CMW,
Marine Girls,
Wally Richardson,
One Last Wish,
Youth Brigade,
The Blackbyrds,
JFA,
Tom Boy,
Procol Harum,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Alison Limerick,
Cymande,
Radio Birdman,
Rites of Spring,
Stetsasonic,
The Cowsills,
Lightning Bolt,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Searchers,
Todd Terry,
Warsaw,
Glambeats Corp.,
Interpol,
cv313,
Marc Almond,
KRS-One,
Terry Callier,
Tears for Fears,
The Buckinghams,
Todd Rundgren,
Jawbox,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Neon Judgement,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Whodini,
Derrick Morgan,
Mark Hollis,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Trojans,
The Five Americans,
Bobby Womack,
The Mummies,
Grandmaster Flash,
Warren Ellis,
Lucky Dragons,
John Lydon,
Aswad,
Hasil Adkins,
Inner City,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Roy Ayers,
The Cramps,
OOIOO,
Index,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Nik Kershaw, Nik Kershaw, Nik Kershaw, Nik Kershaw.
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.