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 the UAE and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Cairo.
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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the marimba 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 Can to the disco 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 Masters at Work. All the underground hits.
All The Doobie Brothers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alton Ellis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Motions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Delta 5,
The Fall,
Ultimate Spinach,
New Order,
Sight & Sound,
Bootsy Collins,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Avey Tare,
The Invisible,
Archie Shepp,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Echospace,
Maleditus Sound,
The Gladiators,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Depeche Mode,
Kevin Saunderson,
Lower 48,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Urselle,
Average White Band,
Spandau Ballet,
Adolescents,
Drive Like Jehu,
Mo-Dettes,
Morten Harket,
Essential Logic,
Radiopuhelimet,
Sandy B,
Negative Approach,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Searchers,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Rites of Spring,
Hasil Adkins,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Rekid,
Josef K,
Los Fastidios,
8 Eyed Spy,
Nas,
The Selecter,
Pantaleimon,
Section 25,
Barbara Tucker,
Bizarre Inc.,
Erasure,
Rapeman,
Graham Central Station,
AZ,
The Doors,
Faust,
Swans,
The Fugs,
These Immortal Souls,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Tomorrow,
The Five Americans, The Five Americans, The Five Americans, The Five Americans.
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.