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 Austria and from Milan.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 theremin 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 Los Fastidios to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 U.S. Maple. All the underground hits.
All Aswad tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ajijia Myrayebe 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Crispian St. Peters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jacques Brel,
Theoretical Girls,
Albert Ayler,
Supertramp,
Magma,
The Busters,
Thee Headcoats,
The Monochrome Set,
Ludus,
Max Romeo,
Soul Sonic Force,
Bauhaus,
Fela Kuti,
Dave Gahan,
DJ Style,
Unrelated Segments,
Robert Hood,
The Associates,
Quantec,
Chris & Cosey,
Ronan,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The United States of America,
John Coltrane,
Soft Cell,
Grey Daturas,
Malaria!,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Matthew Halsall,
The Black Dice,
Main Source,
Aaron Thompson,
Cluster,
Deepchord,
Skriet,
Avey Tare,
Neu!,
Alton Ellis,
The Selecter,
Amazonics,
The Seeds,
Arthur Verocai,
Ken Boothe,
Accadde A,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Rotary Connection,
Gastr Del Sol,
Tres Demented,
Aswad,
Shuggie Otis,
Make Up,
The Mummies,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Tears for Fears,
Los Fastidios,
The Young Rascals,
Kaleidoscope,
Fluxion,
Boredoms,
Grandmaster Flash,
Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry.
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.