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 Cameroon and from Stockholm.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the oboe 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 Cameo to the grime 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 The Jesus and Mary Chain. All the underground hits.
All Hardrive tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Be Bop Deluxe record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 a snare and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ultramagnetic MC's 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?
the Slits,
Pet Shop Boys,
Deepchord,
China Crisis,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Quadrant,
Junior Murvin,
Black Bananas,
Newcleus,
EPMD,
The Pretty Things,
Deadbeat,
Livin' Joy,
Lou Christie,
Lungfish,
Juan Atkins,
Little Man,
Organ,
The Neon Judgement,
Neil Young,
kango's stein massive,
Funkadelic,
Liliput,
Bobby Sherman,
Black Moon,
MC5,
Kas Product,
Visage,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Bob Dylan,
The Raincoats,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Knickerbockers,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Con Funk Shun,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Angels of Light,
The Trojans,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Chris Corsano,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Skatalites,
Erasure,
Curtis Mayfield,
Television,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Slave,
Surgeon,
Isaac Hayes,
Peter & Gordon,
Yellowson,
The Count Five,
Man Eating Sloth,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Standells,
New Age Steppers,
Derrick May,
X-Ray Spex,
Flash Fearless,
Matthew Bourne,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Sun Ra, Sun Ra, Sun Ra, Sun Ra.
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.