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 Uzbekistan and from Lyon.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Johnny Clarke to the techno 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 Cheater Slicks. All the underground hits.
All Gastr Del Sol tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Crooked Eye 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Johnny Osbourne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Donald Byrd,
10cc,
The Seeds,
The Fuzztones,
Radio Birdman,
Ponytail,
Eurythmics,
Soft Cell,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Ronan,
Drive Like Jehu,
Technova,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Pagans,
Drexciya,
Bang On A Can,
the Human League,
Eden Ahbez,
The Vogues,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Stockholm Monsters,
Yellowson,
DJ Style,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Ludus,
Warsaw,
Banda Bassotti,
Lungfish,
Altered Images,
Sound Behaviour,
Absolute Body Control,
Main Source,
New Age Steppers,
Dorothy Ashby,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Brand Nubian,
Joey Negro,
The Barracudas,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Tomorrow,
The Pretty Things,
Cecil Taylor,
Inner City,
Monolake,
Bronski Beat,
Soft Machine,
Lightning Bolt,
Simply Red,
the Bar-Kays,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Theoretical Girls,
Barrington Levy,
Henry Cow,
Faraquet,
Lee Hazlewood,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Names,
the Normal,
The Angels of Light,
The Busters,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Howard Jones,
Alton Ellis, Alton Ellis, Alton Ellis, Alton Ellis.
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.