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 Canada and from Lille.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 It's A Beautiful Day to the crunk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Crooked Eye. All the underground hits.
All EPMD tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lebanon Hanover record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Von Mondo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Busters,
Neil Young,
Barclay James Harvest,
Dual Sessions,
The Names,
Stiv Bators,
Half Japanese,
Anakelly,
Animal Collective,
Max Romeo,
Scott Walker,
Echospace,
Delon & Dalcan,
Davy DMX,
Loose Ends,
Theoretical Girls,
These Immortal Souls,
Roxette,
Crime,
The Gladiators,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Victims,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Saccharine Trust,
LL Cool J,
Camouflage,
Girls At Our Best!,
Symarip,
Arthur Verocai,
the Sonics,
Toni Rubio,
Yazoo,
Dark Day,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Byron Stingily,
Tom Boy,
Cheater Slicks,
Funky Four + One,
June Days,
Donny Hathaway,
The Skatalites,
Amazonics,
The Associates,
cv313,
Cal Tjader,
Vladislav Delay,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Albert Ayler,
Swell Maps,
Monolake,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Minor Threat,
The Offenders,
Warren Ellis,
the Germs,
Peter & Gordon,
Swans,
Urselle,
Matthew Halsall,
Von Mondo,
Robert Hood, Robert Hood, Robert Hood, Robert Hood.
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.