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 Germany and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Vainqueur to the disco 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 Rosa Yemen. All the underground hits.
All The Mojo Men tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Anakelly 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yaz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Birthday Party,
Make Up,
Ralphi Rosario,
Soulsonic Force,
The Fortunes,
Mr. Review,
Inner City,
Roxette,
Byron Stingily,
Lakeside,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Essential Logic,
Boredoms,
MC5,
Yellowson,
Amon Düül II,
Bluetip,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Mars,
Warren Ellis,
Sun City Girls,
Rufus Thomas,
Yazoo,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Sonics,
The Martian,
Adolescents,
Mad Mike,
Cecil Taylor,
Ornette Coleman,
Harry Pussy,
Eden Ahbez,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Arcadia,
World's Most,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Five Americans,
Public Enemy,
Absolute Body Control,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Aural Exciters,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Index,
MDC,
Ultimate Spinach,
Visage,
UT,
Reagan Youth,
Kurtis Blow,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
A Certain Ratio,
Suicide,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Invisible,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Robert Hood,
The Divine Comedy,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The American Breed,
Technova,
Ohio Players, Ohio Players, Ohio Players, Ohio Players.
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.