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 the UAE and from Lyon.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Jakarta.
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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the güiro 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 Janne Schatter to the rap 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 Accadde A. All the underground hits.
All Bang on a Can All-Stars tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stiv Bators,
Jesper Dahlback,
Susan Cadogan,
Althea and Donna,
Essential Logic,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Main Source,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Soft Cell,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
New York Dolls,
Prince Buster,
The Cowsills,
Deakin,
Quando Quango,
Reuben Wilson,
Harry Pussy,
Slave,
Kas Product,
Black Pus,
DNA,
Adolescents,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Donald Byrd,
Robert Wyatt,
Bill Near,
Y Pants,
Derrick Morgan,
Joe Smooth,
Bush Tetras,
Average White Band,
Blake Baxter,
Sun City Girls,
One Last Wish,
Beasts of Bourbon,
ABBA,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Gladiators,
Visage,
Max Romeo,
Mad Mike,
Maleditus Sound,
Sixth Finger,
The Smoke,
Gang Gang Dance,
Cybotron,
The Fugs,
David Axelrod,
Flipper,
Dark Day,
Deadbeat,
Minnie Riperton,
Excepter,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Lungfish,
Con Funk Shun,
Marmalade,
Nick Fraelich,
Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck.
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.