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 Botswana and from Philadelphia.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 theremin 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 Faust to the disco 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 Ajijia Myrayebe. All the underground hits.
All Fear tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cymande record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 an arpeggiator and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lou Reed & Metallica record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Delon & Dalcan,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Negative Approach,
Dennis Brown,
Lou Christie,
Kas Product,
UT,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Zero Boys,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
La Düsseldorf,
Japan,
Hashim,
Massinfluence,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Brand Nubian,
The Leaves,
Symarip,
Grey Daturas,
AZ,
Quantec,
Pussy Galore,
Skaos,
Aural Exciters,
48th St. Collective,
Whodini,
Liliput,
Reagan Youth,
Wally Richardson,
Kerri Chandler,
The Skatalites,
Amazonics,
Gabor Szabo,
Todd Rundgren,
Nas,
Joey Negro,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Detroit Cobras,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Blackbyrds,
Banda Bassotti,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Pet Shop Boys,
Fela Kuti,
Pere Ubu,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Wasted Youth,
Unwound,
Swans,
The Neon Judgement,
Eli Mardock,
Barbara Tucker,
Jeff Mills,
The Young Rascals,
E-Dancer,
Hot Snakes,
Brick,
The Tremeloes,
PIL,
The Moody Blues,
The Smoke, The Smoke, The Smoke, The Smoke.
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.