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 Argentina and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Janne Schatter to the punk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Harpers Bizarre. All the underground hits.
All Das Ding tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Seeds record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rakim record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Peter & Gordon,
Henry Cow,
The Techniques,
Peter and Kerry,
Public Image Ltd.,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Lebanon Hanover,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Jesper Dahlback,
Pere Ubu,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Public Enemy,
the Bar-Kays,
Avey Tare,
Shuggie Otis,
Intrusion,
The Move,
The New Christs,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Barbara Tucker,
Unwound,
Sexual Harrassment,
Basic Channel,
Radiohead,
Liliput,
Freddie Wadling,
The Smiths,
Absolute Body Control,
Michelle Simonal,
Kerrie Biddell,
Crime,
Bauhaus,
John Coltrane,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Wolf Eyes,
E-Dancer,
Bobby Womack,
John Foxx,
Oblivians,
Minutemen,
Sparks,
Iggy Pop,
Pantaleimon,
Yazoo,
Radio Birdman,
Terry Callier,
Inner City,
Angry Samoans,
UT,
Gerry Rafferty,
Alton Ellis,
Symarip,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Scratch Acid,
The Dave Clark Five,
Marine Girls,
Pulsallama,
Clear Light,
B.T. Express, B.T. Express, B.T. Express, B.T. Express.
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.