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 Costa Rica and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez 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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Blake Baxter to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson. All the underground hits.
All The Monochrome Set tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kango’s Stein Massive 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 chamberlin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Radiopuhelimet record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Brick,
Rhythm & Sound,
Fat Boys,
The Sonics,
Girls At Our Best!,
the Human League,
Black Flag,
Archie Shepp,
Alison Limerick,
Can,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
X-Ray Spex,
World's Most,
Davy DMX,
Buzzcocks,
Porter Ricks,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Busters,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Gong,
Peter & Gordon,
KRS-One,
Amon Düül,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Gap Band,
The Litter,
Oblivians,
Dorothy Ashby,
Yazoo,
Stockholm Monsters,
Tubeway Army,
Tim Buckley,
Intrusion,
The Star Department,
Metal Thangz,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Monks,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Fluxion,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Radio Birdman,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Man Parrish,
Drexciya,
Camouflage,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Flash Fearless,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Rosa Yemen,
LL Cool J,
Das Ding,
Swell Maps,
Loose Ends,
Guru Guru,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Grandmaster Flash,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
John Lydon,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Tommy Roe, Tommy Roe, Tommy Roe, Tommy Roe.
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.