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 Germany and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Delta 5 to the techno 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 R.M.O.. All the underground hits.
All Rekid tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quando Quango 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Foxx record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joensuu 1685,
Kevin Saunderson,
John Foxx,
The Vogues,
Supertramp,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Kurtis Blow,
JFA,
Arthur Verocai,
Kerrie Biddell,
Skaos,
The Fortunes,
Rapeman,
Pylon,
Harpers Bizarre,
CMW,
The Martian,
Girls At Our Best!,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Associates,
Johnny Clarke,
Con Funk Shun,
The Stooges,
The Red Krayola,
Ohio Players,
Gong,
Gabor Szabo,
Saccharine Trust,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Residents,
Eve St. Jones,
Deadbeat,
Mad Mike,
EPMD,
Tom Boy,
Junior Murvin,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Motions,
David McCallum,
Brand Nubian,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Excepter,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Angels of Light,
Main Source,
Lebanon Hanover,
Inner City,
Matthew Bourne,
Andrew Hill,
Vainqueur,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Thee Headcoats,
Index,
Minnie Riperton,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Minny Pops,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Fear,
Wolf Eyes,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth.
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.