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 Vanuatu and from Columbus.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Trumans Water to the rap 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 the Soft Cell. All the underground hits.
All Scrapy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joey Negro record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Davy DMX record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
U.S. Maple,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Marine Girls,
Organ,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Bobby Byrd,
the Bar-Kays,
Quantec,
Radio Birdman,
EPMD,
Chrome,
Radiohead,
JFA,
Au Pairs,
Iggy Pop,
Siglo XX,
Cheater Slicks,
Lou Reed,
Con Funk Shun,
Essential Logic,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Mission of Burma,
Jacob Miller,
It's A Beautiful Day,
the Association,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Japan,
Sam Rivers,
John Foxx,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Eddi Front,
Janne Schatter,
Maleditus Sound,
H. Thieme,
Peter and Kerry,
Camberwell Now,
Alice Coltrane,
Prince Buster,
Rod Modell,
Fat Boys,
Andrew Hill,
Buzzcocks,
The Birthday Party,
Erykah Badu,
Lightning Bolt,
The Blues Magoos,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
the Human League,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Barclay James Harvest,
Graham Central Station,
Zero Boys,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Mandrill,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Pharoah Sanders,
Fort Wilson Riot,
LL Cool J,
Black Sheep,
David Bowie,
The Invisible,
Amon Düül, Amon Düül, Amon Düül, Amon Düül.
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.