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 Paraguay and from Paris.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Lille.
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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Carl Craig to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Stockholm Monsters. All the underground hits.
All Marc Almond tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nas 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lower 48 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sällskapet,
Soulsonic Force,
Yusef Lateef,
Peter and Kerry,
Freddie Wadling,
the Soft Cell,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Kenny Larkin,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Radiohead,
Moss Icon,
Erykah Badu,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Hoover,
The Five Americans,
Faraquet,
Pierre Henry,
Morten Harket,
Barclay James Harvest,
Ponytail,
The Monochrome Set,
Newcleus,
Motorama,
Minutemen,
The Pretty Things,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Tom Boy,
Jawbox,
Kevin Saunderson,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Kool Moe Dee,
Sonic Youth,
Cluster,
Youth Brigade,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Graham Central Station,
Pantytec,
The Angels of Light,
Excepter,
Stockholm Monsters,
Oblivians,
Index,
One Last Wish,
Inner City,
Fad Gadget,
The Associates,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
cv313,
Robert Hood,
Public Image Ltd.,
Scrapy,
Vladislav Delay,
Jeff Lynne,
The Offenders,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Lou Reed,
Rites of Spring,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
K-Klass,
Scion,
The Toasters,
Mad Mike,
Spoonie Gee,
Sonny Sharrock, Sonny Sharrock, Sonny Sharrock, Sonny Sharrock.
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.