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 Eritrea and from Lagos.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Piero Umiliani to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Larry & the Blue Notes. All the underground hits.
All Loose Ends tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kevin Saunderson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 theremin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alton Ellis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Henry Cow,
Donny Hathaway,
Bobby Sherman,
The Electric Prunes,
Eli Mardock,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Newcleus,
The Fuzztones,
The Slits,
The Vogues,
The Blues Magoos,
Arthur Verocai,
Quadrant,
Brick,
Model 500,
John Foxx,
Big Daddy Kane,
Funkadelic,
A Certain Ratio,
Faust,
Gichy Dan,
Television Personalities,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Radiopuhelimet,
cv313,
Zero Boys,
The Buckinghams,
The Wake,
Electric Prunes,
Idris Muhammad,
In Retrospect,
The Five Americans,
The Grass Roots,
Camberwell Now,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Evens,
The Gap Band,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Rhythm & Sound,
Lower 48,
Amon Düül,
Chrome,
Mission of Burma,
The Red Krayola,
Todd Rundgren,
Banda Bassotti,
Lee Hazlewood,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Kerri Chandler,
The Neon Judgement,
Terrestrial Tones,
Ultravox,
Rotary Connection,
Deadbeat,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Charles Mingus,
John Cale,
Chris Corsano,
Kayak,
Blancmange,
Jesper Dahlback,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
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.