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 Burundi and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 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 The Velvet Underground to the disco 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 DNA. All the underground hits.
All Hoover tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every A Certain Ratio 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Stockholm Monsters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Tremeloes,
The Count Five,
The Mummies,
Skarface,
Sam Rivers,
Sugar Minott,
Bang On A Can,
Ohio Players,
Delon & Dalcan,
LL Cool J,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Eric Copeland,
Minnie Riperton,
Slave,
Wolf Eyes,
The Fall,
Sällskapet,
Bronski Beat,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Index,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Ice-T,
Radiopuhelimet,
Man Parrish,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Oblivians,
Glenn Branca,
Heaven 17,
Erykah Badu,
Mantronix,
Piero Umiliani,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Five Americans,
Sun City Girls,
Sarah Menescal,
Traffic Nightmare,
Liliput,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Cameo,
The Buckinghams,
B.T. Express,
Lakeside,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Pulsallama,
Yusef Lateef,
Yazoo,
The Stooges,
Funky Four + One,
Rekid,
Swans,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Suburban Knight,
Davy DMX,
Peter & Gordon,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Skaos,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Intrusion,
K-Klass, K-Klass, K-Klass, K-Klass.
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.