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 Honduras and from Johannesburg.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Gil Scott Heron to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Mandrill. All the underground hits.
All Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Invisible 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Trumans Water record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Chrome,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
K-Klass,
Idris Muhammad,
MC5,
Sexual Harrassment,
Pylon,
Jandek,
Harry Pussy,
Talk Talk,
The Angels of Light,
Basic Channel,
New Age Steppers,
Radio Birdman,
Terry Callier,
Ronnie Foster,
Skaos,
Albert Ayler,
Todd Rundgren,
Slick Rick,
Joey Negro,
The Pretty Things,
Soul Sonic Force,
kango's stein massive,
E-Dancer,
Cluster,
the Fania All-Stars,
Josef K,
Rapeman,
LL Cool J,
Robert Görl,
The Knickerbockers,
La Düsseldorf,
OOIOO,
Swell Maps,
FM Einheit,
Heaven 17,
R.M.O.,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Reuben Wilson,
Sam Rivers,
Scott Walker,
Tropical Tobacco,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Don Cherry,
B.T. Express,
Parry Music,
Mr. Review,
Al Stewart,
Cymande,
Sound Behaviour,
Absolute Body Control,
Tomorrow,
Animal Collective,
Harmonia,
Godley & Creme,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Walker Brothers,
Reagan Youth,
Blancmange,
Anakelly, Anakelly, Anakelly, Anakelly.
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.