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 Georgia and from Sao Paulo.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 güiro 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 James White and The Blacks to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Slave. All the underground hits.
All 10cc tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joyce Sims record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Groovy Waters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cymande,
The Moleskins,
ABBA,
Frankie Knuckles,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Raincoats,
Fat Boys,
Monks,
Siglo XX,
Jerry's Kids,
Symarip,
The Five Americans,
The Birthday Party,
The Slackers,
Howard Jones,
Reagan Youth,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Black Bananas,
Kaleidoscope,
Rakim,
Barbara Tucker,
Pharoah Sanders,
Zero Boys,
Shoche,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Skatalites,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Names,
Can,
Rekid,
Sight & Sound,
Gerry Rafferty,
DJ Sneak,
Unwound,
Dennis Brown,
Black Pus,
Fad Gadget,
Sound Behaviour,
Warsaw,
Lakeside,
Roxy Music,
Mission of Burma,
Davy DMX,
Massinfluence,
Hasil Adkins,
Khruangbin,
DJ Style,
Ornette Coleman,
Moby Grape,
The Standells,
Crispy Ambulance,
EPMD,
The Dead C,
Darondo,
The Pretty Things,
Joyce Sims,
Scan 7,
X-102,
Avey Tare,
The Barracudas,
Wire,
Oblivians,
Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis.
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.