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 San Marino and from Bremen.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 CMW. All the underground hits.
All Absolute Body Control tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ultimate Spinach 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 an arpeggiator and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rotary Connection record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Duran Duran,
Jeff Mills,
Icehouse,
Accadde A,
Jerry Gold Smith,
New Order,
Youth Brigade,
Throbbing Gristle,
Wally Richardson,
John Holt,
DJ Sneak,
Young Marble Giants,
Laurel Aitken,
World's Most,
Alton Ellis,
Idris Muhammad,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Marmalade,
The Seeds,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
H. Thieme,
Skaos,
Crispy Ambulance,
Joe Smooth,
Boogie Down Productions,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Doors,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
These Immortal Souls,
Pussy Galore,
Marvin Gaye,
Interpol,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Pretty Things,
UT,
The Smiths,
James White and The Blacks,
Qualms,
Grey Daturas,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Minnie Riperton,
Minny Pops,
Amazonics,
New Age Steppers,
Crooked Eye,
John Lydon,
Average White Band,
Lindisfarne,
The Velvet Underground,
Roy Ayers,
Thompson Twins,
Clear Light,
Zapp,
8 Eyed Spy,
Spandau Ballet,
Pierre Henry,
The Flesh Eaters,
K-Klass,
Hashim,
Deepchord,
Bobby Sherman,
Mantronix, Mantronix, Mantronix, Mantronix.
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.