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 Comoros and from Jakarta.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Techniques to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Kurtis Blow. All the underground hits.
All Harmonia tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Searchers 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 rhodes and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Warsaw record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Litter,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Con Funk Shun,
The Blues Magoos,
Arcadia,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Aswad,
Minutemen,
Todd Terry,
Oneida,
kango's stein massive,
Faraquet,
Fugazi,
Rosa Yemen,
Subhumans,
UT,
B.T. Express,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Sonics,
Loose Ends,
The Blackbyrds,
Wasted Youth,
Patti Smith,
Blancmange,
Steve Hackett,
Q and Not U,
Bizarre Inc.,
AZ,
Johnny Osbourne,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Alton Ellis,
Sexual Harrassment,
Unrelated Segments,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Boogie Down Productions,
Echospace,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Tomorrow,
Flamin' Groovies,
Yusef Lateef,
Animal Collective,
Warsaw,
Talk Talk,
The Fortunes,
Wire,
Joensuu 1685,
Youth Brigade,
Infiniti,
Hashim,
Crime,
Joe Finger,
The Tremeloes,
48th St. Collective,
Marmalade,
Pole,
Black Bananas,
John Cale,
Rod Modell,
Fela Kuti,
Eric B and Rakim,
Franke,
Cameo,
These Immortal Souls,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse.
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.