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 Croatia and from Winnipeg.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Heavy D & The Boyz to the funk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Jesper Dahlbäck tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Donald Byrd 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 '50s 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 Sunsets and Hearts record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Minor Threat,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
X-Ray Spex,
Bizarre Inc.,
Brand Nubian,
Y Pants,
F. McDonald,
Delon & Dalcan,
Ralphi Rosario,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Marine Girls,
Marshall Jefferson,
Oneida,
Al Stewart,
Josef K,
Aloha Tigers,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Albert Ayler,
Jeff Mills,
Public Image Ltd.,
Babytalk,
Henry Cow,
Hardrive,
Chris & Cosey,
Basic Channel,
Agitation Free,
Rotary Connection,
Ronan,
The Slits,
Kayak,
Marcia Griffiths,
Pussy Galore,
Isaac Hayes,
Juan Atkins,
Tomorrow,
The J.B.'s,
Banda Bassotti,
Kenny Larkin,
Das Ding,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Nation of Ulysses,
Patti Smith,
Archie Shepp,
Soulsonic Force,
Iggy Pop,
The Fuzztones,
Moby Grape,
Flash Fearless,
Aswad,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Cal Tjader,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Section 25,
Kerri Chandler,
Donald Byrd,
Angry Samoans,
The Modern Lovers,
Los Fastidios,
Rapeman,
The Cure,
Sound Behaviour,
Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff.
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.