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 Belarus and from Winnipeg.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Barrington Levy to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Roxy Music. All the underground hits.
All Can tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every ABBA record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 marimba and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a One Last Wish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Maleditus Sound,
Supertramp,
Bad Manners,
Bronski Beat,
These Immortal Souls,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Gun Club,
the Swans,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Q65,
Camberwell Now,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Parry Music,
Vladislav Delay,
E-Dancer,
Robert Hood,
World's Most,
The Misunderstood,
Pantaleimon,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Fugs,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Siglo XX,
Magazine,
Brass Construction,
The Five Americans,
Minny Pops,
Whodini,
Bob Dylan,
The Golliwogs,
The Motions,
Subhumans,
Hashim,
Metal Thangz,
Barrington Levy,
The Monochrome Set,
Eddi Front,
Sun City Girls,
LL Cool J,
Chris Corsano,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Erykah Badu,
Gang Green,
Frankie Knuckles,
Public Enemy,
John Foxx,
the Sonics,
La Düsseldorf,
Moby Grape,
Joyce Sims,
Ronnie Foster,
Anthony Braxton,
Buzzcocks,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Pulsallama,
The Busters,
The Gladiators,
Babytalk,
Soft Machine,
Dave Gahan,
Drexciya,
the Human League, the Human League, the Human League, the Human League.
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.