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 Ireland and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Mary Jane Girls to the grunge kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Iggy Pop. All the underground hits.
All Max Romeo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cameo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Matthew Halsall record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Max Romeo,
Eddi Front,
Jimmy McGriff,
U.S. Maple,
Pet Shop Boys,
Quantec,
Crispian St. Peters,
Das Ding,
Idris Muhammad,
David Bowie,
New Age Steppers,
Alton Ellis,
X-101,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Fluxion,
X-Ray Spex,
Lyres,
The Fugs,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Five Americans,
Prince Buster,
Make Up,
Grauzone,
Harpers Bizarre,
Marine Girls,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Negative Approach,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Trumans Water,
Gang of Four,
Ohio Players,
Soulsonic Force,
Pierre Henry,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Juan Atkins,
Warren Ellis,
Sällskapet,
Peter & Gordon,
Simply Red,
Mission of Burma,
Dead Boys,
Sly & The Family Stone,
AZ,
Tears for Fears,
Tropical Tobacco,
Japan,
K-Klass,
T. Rex,
Janne Schatter,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Sight & Sound,
Josef K,
Barclay James Harvest,
Rod Modell,
Brass Construction,
Lucky Dragons,
Glenn Branca,
Cecil Taylor,
Interpol,
Marshall Jefferson, Marshall Jefferson, Marshall Jefferson, Marshall Jefferson.
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.