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 Iraq and from Houston.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Johannesburg.
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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the guitar 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 Danielle Patucci to the grime 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 Lakeside. All the underground hits.
All Trumans Water tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Bananas 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 linndrum and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gichy Dan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Swans,
Livin' Joy,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Howard Jones,
Scan 7,
Joyce Sims,
Skarface,
Sixth Finger,
Saccharine Trust,
Peter and Kerry,
Scratch Acid,
Yellowson,
Black Flag,
Sound Behaviour,
Tim Buckley,
Neu!,
L. Decosne,
China Crisis,
Wally Richardson,
Nik Kershaw,
The Blackbyrds,
The Barracudas,
The Motions,
Ossler,
Johnny Osbourne,
X-102,
Erasure,
Eve St. Jones,
Sister Nancy,
The Offenders,
Darondo,
Cheater Slicks,
Pantytec,
Barry Ungar,
June of 44,
Lower 48,
Robert Wyatt,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Dead C,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
LL Cool J,
Bill Wells,
The Pretty Things,
The Vogues,
The Moody Blues,
June Days,
the Association,
Duran Duran,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Byron Stingily,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Clear Light,
Au Pairs,
Stiv Bators,
Khruangbin,
The Human League,
Con Funk Shun,
Gang Green,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Gun Club,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Inner City,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Donny Hathaway, Donny Hathaway, Donny Hathaway, Donny Hathaway.
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.