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 Algeria and from Taipei.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Glambeats Corp. to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Drexciya. All the underground hits.
All Television tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sun City Girls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 linndrum and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Charles Mingus,
Zero Boys,
Junior Murvin,
Wasted Youth,
Niagra,
X-102,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Joyce Sims,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Young Marble Giants,
MDC,
Jimmy McGriff,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Groovy Waters,
Kas Product,
Goldenarms,
Scott Walker,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Thee Headcoats,
The Pop Group,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Aloha Tigers,
Moss Icon,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Gastr Del Sol,
Rekid,
Amon Düül,
Deakin,
Audionom,
The Raincoats,
Make Up,
Matthew Halsall,
Brand Nubian,
Letta Mbulu,
Scan 7,
R.M.O.,
Pulsallama,
Kayak,
Stiv Bators,
Ronnie Foster,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Franke,
The Happenings,
8 Eyed Spy,
Cheater Slicks,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Busters,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Max Romeo,
Los Fastidios,
Con Funk Shun,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Boz Scaggs,
Bill Near,
Mr. Review,
Man Parrish,
The Standells,
Sunsets and Hearts,
U.S. Maple,
Adolescents,
The Evens, The Evens, The Evens, The Evens.
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.