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 South Sudan and from Lille.
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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 linndrum 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 Strawberry Alarm Clock to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Amazonics. All the underground hits.
All Public Enemy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Boogie Down Productions record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Deakin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ralphi Rosario,
Arab on Radar,
Sällskapet,
Agitation Free,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Gong,
Second Layer,
The Victims,
Trumans Water,
Quadrant,
Cluster,
John Coltrane,
Godley & Creme,
Thompson Twins,
Matthew Bourne,
FM Einheit,
The Five Americans,
Sixth Finger,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Soft Machine,
Radiohead,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Main Source,
Marcia Griffiths,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Neil Young,
Don Cherry,
Ohio Players,
the Association,
Bizarre Inc.,
Andrew Hill,
Aaron Thompson,
Boz Scaggs,
Theoretical Girls,
Jeff Lynne,
Mark Hollis,
The Gap Band,
Delon & Dalcan,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Bang On A Can,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
ABC,
Eve St. Jones,
DJ Sneak,
Matthew Halsall,
The Birthday Party,
Metal Thangz,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Pantytec,
Basic Channel,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Delta 5,
Joey Negro,
The Sonics,
Ultravox,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Golliwogs,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
cv313,
Gastr Del Sol,
Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls.
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.