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 Sri Lanka and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 rhodes 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 Curtis Mayfield to the funk 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 Aaron Thompson. All the underground hits.
All Nirvana tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Cale record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 808 and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a David Axelrod record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soulsonic Force,
Barclay James Harvest,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Ice-T,
The Smoke,
David Bowie,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Flesh Eaters,
ABBA,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Con Funk Shun,
Excepter,
Gang Green,
Model 500,
Quantec,
Cameo,
The Move,
The Real Kids,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Bronski Beat,
The Birthday Party,
Rapeman,
Girls At Our Best!,
Minnie Riperton,
The Knickerbockers,
Piero Umiliani,
Michelle Simonal,
Skarface,
cv313,
Peter & Gordon,
Graham Central Station,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Soul Sonic Force,
Gregory Isaacs,
Jerry's Kids,
Babytalk,
Ultimate Spinach,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Sam Rivers,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Agitation Free,
The Fuzztones,
Dennis Brown,
Steve Hackett,
Tubeway Army,
Rakim,
Iggy Pop,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Happenings,
EPMD,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Kas Product,
Chris Corsano,
Talk Talk,
L. Decosne,
Fluxion,
Matthew Bourne,
Henry Cow,
The Buckinghams,
the Sonics,
Blake Baxter,
Television, Television, Television, Television.
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.