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 Cuba 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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Colin Newman to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Electric Light Orchestra. All the underground hits.
All Scan 7 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Funky Four + One record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Metal Thangz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Cramps,
John Cale,
JFA,
David Bowie,
Moebius,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Hasil Adkins,
Patti Smith,
DJ Sneak,
Quando Quango,
The Move,
Black Moon,
Simply Red,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Mojo Men,
The Music Machine,
Wolf Eyes,
The Searchers,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Lalann,
Boogie Down Productions,
Terry Callier,
Arcadia,
Mad Mike,
Anthony Braxton,
Warren Ellis,
Lungfish,
Sister Nancy,
Angry Samoans,
Colin Newman,
Japan,
Sight & Sound,
the Normal,
Lyres,
James White and The Blacks,
Tomorrow,
The Stooges,
Bronski Beat,
One Last Wish,
Chrome,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Max Romeo,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
T. Rex,
The Zeros,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Pylon,
Jeru the Damaja,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Buckinghams,
Bill Wells,
Howard Jones,
Yazoo,
Gastr Del Sol,
Kevin Saunderson,
Television,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Red Krayola,
The Wake, The Wake, The Wake, The Wake.
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.