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 Serbia and from Manila.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 linndrum 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 Agent Orange to the punk 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 Laurel Aitken. All the underground hits.
All Godley & Creme tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eric Copeland 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a spring reverb 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 clarinet and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Model 500,
Interpol,
Pantaleimon,
Animal Collective,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Swans,
The Martian,
Eric Copeland,
Parry Music,
Electric Prunes,
Isaac Hayes,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Bobby Sherman,
Radiopuhelimet,
Graham Central Station,
Half Japanese,
The Happenings,
The Toasters,
Camberwell Now,
The Modern Lovers,
Pharoah Sanders,
X-102,
Con Funk Shun,
Leonard Cohen,
The Black Dice,
Intrusion,
China Crisis,
Peter & Gordon,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Angry Samoans,
Janne Schatter,
Todd Terry,
Pierre Henry,
EPMD,
Gastr Del Sol,
Gang Gang Dance,
Slick Rick,
Bush Tetras,
Nirvana,
These Immortal Souls,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Accadde A,
Reagan Youth,
The Seeds,
Lebanon Hanover,
Urselle,
Theoretical Girls,
Blake Baxter,
The Selecter,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Suburban Knight,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Human League,
The Real Kids,
The Gun Club,
Scientists,
H. Thieme,
Barclay James Harvest,
Bluetip,
New Age Steppers, New Age Steppers, New Age Steppers, New Age Steppers.
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.