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 Vietnam and from Cairo.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Milan.
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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 The Black Dice to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Jacob Miller. All the underground hits.
All The Electric Prunes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jimmy McGriff record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Accadde A,
Rosa Yemen,
Vainqueur,
Derrick May,
Dual Sessions,
Frankie Knuckles,
Morten Harket,
AZ,
Robert Görl,
Anthony Braxton,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Altered Images,
Model 500,
Brass Construction,
Joensuu 1685,
Soulsonic Force,
Rod Modell,
Sound Behaviour,
LL Cool J,
Carl Craig,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Radiohead,
Clear Light,
Sugar Minott,
Bluetip,
The Names,
X-Ray Spex,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
This Heat,
Alton Ellis,
Infiniti,
Cheater Slicks,
Electric Prunes,
The Count Five,
Terrestrial Tones,
June Days,
Sam Rivers,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Fat Boys,
The Associates,
The Buckinghams,
Bobby Sherman,
Matthew Bourne,
Nico,
Toni Rubio,
Khruangbin,
Joe Finger,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Soft Machine,
Sun City Girls,
Kevin Saunderson,
OOIOO,
Smog,
Stetsasonic,
Gang Gang Dance,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Skaos,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Black Bananas,
Mars,
June of 44,
The Dirtbombs,
Nas, Nas, Nas, Nas.
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.