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 Singapore and from Glasgow.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 DJ Style to the funk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Groovy Waters. All the underground hits.
All Q and Not U tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Unrelated Segments record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Groovy Waters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Television Personalities,
Johnny Clarke,
Ossler,
Smog,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Soft Cell,
Spoonie Gee,
Parry Music,
Index,
The J.B.'s,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Moleskins,
Q and Not U,
Radio Birdman,
The Offenders,
Michelle Simonal,
Alphaville,
The Stooges,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Kenny Larkin,
Ten City,
In Retrospect,
the Soft Cell,
The Vogues,
Ornette Coleman,
The Selecter,
Eric Copeland,
One Last Wish,
Jesper Dahlback,
Silicon Teens,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Idris Muhammad,
Pierre Henry,
Dead Boys,
PIL,
Soul II Soul,
The Barracudas,
Ronnie Foster,
The Golliwogs,
UT,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Mummies,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Terry Callier,
Pantaleimon,
Slick Rick,
The Sonics,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Cheater Slicks,
Make Up,
Bobby Hutcherson,
F. McDonald,
Fatback Band,
Country Joe & The Fish,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Minutemen,
Kerri Chandler,
Alice Coltrane,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Roxy Music,
Oblivians, Oblivians, Oblivians, Oblivians.
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.