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 Suriname and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 snare 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 Music Machine to the jazz 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 Carl Craig. All the underground hits.
All Kas Product tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Toasters 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gregory Isaacs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Au Pairs,
Heaven 17,
Kool Moe Dee,
Lou Reed,
John Lydon,
LL Cool J,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Massinfluence,
The Gladiators,
Peter and Kerry,
Yellowson,
Shoche,
Faraquet,
The Shadows of Knight,
Man Parrish,
EPMD,
Kayak,
Oneida,
Basic Channel,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Outsiders,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Gang Starr,
Fatback Band,
The Cramps,
Simply Red,
Isaac Hayes,
Lyres,
Bang On A Can,
Pole,
Motorama,
Grey Daturas,
Anakelly,
Delta 5,
Amazonics,
Babytalk,
Fat Boys,
Drive Like Jehu,
Graham Central Station,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Hoover,
Dead Boys,
The Flesh Eaters,
Banda Bassotti,
Fluxion,
The Fortunes,
Mandrill,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Angry Samoans,
Soft Machine,
Minny Pops,
The Five Americans,
World's Most,
Brick,
Swell Maps,
AZ,
Lungfish,
Goldenarms,
Gong,
La Düsseldorf,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish.
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.