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 Tokyo.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Bronski Beat to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five. All the underground hits.
All Gastr Del Sol tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Doobie Brothers 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 mellotron and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
OOIOO,
Thee Headcoats,
Au Pairs,
Eric Copeland,
Bootsy Collins,
Skarface,
The Young Rascals,
The Monks,
Henry Cow,
The Walker Brothers,
Skriet,
ABC,
The Leaves,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Nas,
Moss Icon,
Sam Rivers,
The Residents,
X-Ray Spex,
The Fire Engines,
Crispy Ambulance,
Drexciya,
Matthew Halsall,
Tropical Tobacco,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Techniques,
Crooked Eye,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Rosa Yemen,
Easy Going,
The Offenders,
Model 500,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Susan Cadogan,
Bobby Byrd,
Urselle,
Bad Manners,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Kool Moe Dee,
Altered Images,
Arcadia,
Lou Reed,
Panda Bear,
Sixth Finger,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Rufus Thomas,
Procol Harum,
The Victims,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Kinks,
Soul II Soul,
Cal Tjader,
Zapp,
Surgeon,
David Axelrod,
Gang Gang Dance,
Maurizio,
Second Layer,
A Certain Ratio,
Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef.
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.