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 Kenya and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Jesper Dahlbäck to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 8 Eyed Spy. All the underground hits.
All D'Angelo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nik Kershaw 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ultramagnetic MC's record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Swans,
Minutemen,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Charles Mingus,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Adolescents,
Sonny Sharrock,
Prince Buster,
10cc,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Ronan,
Junior Murvin,
Trumans Water,
Organ,
The Pop Group,
Clear Light,
Vladislav Delay,
Fad Gadget,
Rufus Thomas,
the Swans,
The Tremeloes,
Agitation Free,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Flesh Eaters,
Television Personalities,
Grey Daturas,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Qualms,
Cecil Taylor,
The Electric Prunes,
Saccharine Trust,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Audionom,
Lightning Bolt,
ABC,
the Soft Cell,
Ultra Naté,
Boz Scaggs,
Funky Four + One,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Standells,
Nik Kershaw,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Kurtis Blow,
The Selecter,
The Dead C,
Dawn Penn,
Deadbeat,
MDC,
The Knickerbockers,
The J.B.'s,
The Cramps,
Moss Icon,
The Last Poets,
Erykah Badu,
Rosa Yemen,
Heaven 17,
DJ Style,
The Techniques,
The Move,
Gil Scott Heron,
Simply Red,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids, Richard Hell and the Voidoids, Richard Hell and the Voidoids, Richard Hell and the Voidoids.
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.