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 Belgium and from Manchester.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 snare 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 Eurythmics to the jazz 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 Mission of Burma. All the underground hits.
All Gang Green tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Grass Roots record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 808 and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Derrick May record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Khruangbin,
The Seeds,
Wolf Eyes,
Pharoah Sanders,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Joe Finger,
Black Sheep,
Babytalk,
Pantaleimon,
Bush Tetras,
Camberwell Now,
Nico,
Blake Baxter,
Steve Hackett,
Soul II Soul,
the Sonics,
The Motions,
Boogie Down Productions,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Kerrie Biddell,
Charles Mingus,
Girls At Our Best!,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Darondo,
The Electric Prunes,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Young Marble Giants,
FM Einheit,
Mantronix,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Todd Rundgren,
Eli Mardock,
The Cowsills,
Outsiders,
Absolute Body Control,
Simply Red,
The Mummies,
Crime,
Ice-T,
Fad Gadget,
John Lydon,
Maleditus Sound,
Au Pairs,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Juan Atkins,
Sandy B,
EPMD,
The Five Americans,
Roger Hodgson,
The Standells,
Piero Umiliani,
Dark Day,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Echospace,
Derrick May,
The Star Department,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Tres Demented,
Sam Rivers,
Ken Boothe,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Ronnie Foster, Ronnie Foster, Ronnie Foster, Ronnie Foster.
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.