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 Philippines and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in 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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 The Skatalites to the grime 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 The Zeros. All the underground hits.
All Scan 7 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Echospace record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Donald Byrd record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Half Japanese,
Oneida,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Aswad,
Goldenarms,
Porter Ricks,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Jacob Miller,
Newcleus,
Arab on Radar,
Soulsonic Force,
Fela Kuti,
The Leaves,
Eurythmics,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Amon Düül,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Nik Kershaw,
One Last Wish,
The Dirtbombs,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Outsiders,
Lou Reed,
Q and Not U,
L. Decosne,
Alton Ellis,
Technova,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Scion,
Crash Course in Science,
Nas,
Ice-T,
The Names,
The Litter,
Panda Bear,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Slave,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Moby Grape,
Bizarre Inc.,
Joyce Sims,
The Misunderstood,
Eden Ahbez,
Nirvana,
Gong,
Sarah Menescal,
The Star Department,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Agent Orange,
Soul II Soul,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Victims,
The Moleskins,
Junior Murvin,
Harmonia,
Danielle Patucci,
Robert Hood,
The Black Dice,
the Association,
Patti Smith,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Bill Wells,
Animal Collective,
Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls.
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.