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 Taiwan and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 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 Flipper to the grime kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Excepter. All the underground hits.
All Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Junior Murvin 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 mellotron and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Gap Band,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Eli Mardock,
Rekid,
Von Mondo,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Kool Moe Dee,
Hot Snakes,
The Fire Engines,
One Last Wish,
Q65,
Maurizio,
Suburban Knight,
Juan Atkins,
Shuggie Otis,
Davy DMX,
The Slackers,
Pylon,
Harry Pussy,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
cv313,
The Real Kids,
The Vogues,
Sister Nancy,
The Velvet Underground,
The Searchers,
Skaos,
Mantronix,
Camouflage,
Robert Görl,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Andrew Hill,
Deadbeat,
Peter and Kerry,
Yaz,
Bizarre Inc.,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Hoover,
Moss Icon,
Tres Demented,
Bauhaus,
The New Christs,
Dead Boys,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Magma,
D'Angelo,
The Black Dice,
David Bowie,
The Busters,
Joy Division,
Malaria!,
Groovy Waters,
the Association,
Joyce Sims,
Nik Kershaw,
Magazine,
New Age Steppers,
Hasil Adkins,
Sound Behaviour,
Gastr Del Sol,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic.
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.