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 Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Taipei.
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 snare 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 It's A Beautiful Day to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Pantytec. All the underground hits.
All The Pretty Things tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Swans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roxette record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Depeche Mode,
kango's stein massive,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Ossler,
Fad Gadget,
Newcleus,
Television Personalities,
The United States of America,
Andrew Hill,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Lalo Schifrin,
Johnny Osbourne,
Basic Channel,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Guru Guru,
Carl Craig,
Barbara Tucker,
Jacob Miller,
Niagra,
Junior Murvin,
London Community Gospel Choir,
David McCallum,
Amazonics,
Procol Harum,
Donny Hathaway,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Slits,
Bobby Hutcherson,
John Foxx,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Thompson Twins,
Sound Behaviour,
The Associates,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Eric B and Rakim,
Unwound,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Ken Boothe,
Mo-Dettes,
Nik Kershaw,
Au Pairs,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Trumans Water,
Barry Ungar,
Soul II Soul,
Sonic Youth,
Massinfluence,
Infiniti,
Rekid,
Leonard Cohen,
Sunsets and Hearts,
World's Most,
Stereo Dub,
Marc Almond,
Livin' Joy,
10cc,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Essential Logic,
China Crisis,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
La Düsseldorf,
Yaz, Yaz, Yaz, Yaz.
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.