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 Kyrgyzstan and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Saccharine Trust to the punk 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 Brothers Johnson. All the underground hits.
All Delta 5 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Blake Baxter 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Basic Channel,
Tubeway Army,
Sexual Harrassment,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
A Certain Ratio,
Piero Umiliani,
Ten City,
The Shadows of Knight,
Wings,
Man Parrish,
UT,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Terrestrial Tones,
Hashim,
Banda Bassotti,
Funkadelic,
MDC,
Soulsonic Force,
The Skatalites,
Joy Division,
Neu!,
Cybotron,
Amon Düül,
The Neon Judgement,
Black Sheep,
In Retrospect,
Ultra Naté,
Infiniti,
Cluster,
DNA,
Essential Logic,
The Alarm Clocks,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Monks,
The Durutti Column,
The Music Machine,
Kayak,
Morten Harket,
Panda Bear,
Pierre Henry,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Fire Engines,
Lebanon Hanover,
Lalo Schifrin,
Man Eating Sloth,
Gil Scott Heron,
Public Image Ltd.,
Von Mondo,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Arthur Verocai,
The Flesh Eaters,
Magazine,
Q and Not U,
Jerry's Kids,
Depeche Mode,
Delta 5,
Eric Dolphy,
Maleditus Sound,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Make Up,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band.
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.