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 Togo and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 güiro 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 AZ to the grunge 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 Trumans Water. All the underground hits.
All The Gap Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deakin record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jesper Dahlback record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Velvet Underground,
Alphaville,
Wire,
Nik Kershaw,
Barbara Tucker,
The Fuzztones,
Brand Nubian,
Delta 5,
The Martian,
the Swans,
Massinfluence,
a-ha,
Moebius,
The Electric Prunes,
Todd Terry,
Talk Talk,
Arcadia,
Nirvana,
June Days,
Soulsonic Force,
Underground Resistance,
Camouflage,
KRS-One,
The Pretty Things,
Cybotron,
Avey Tare,
Sarah Menescal,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Sound,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Stockholm Monsters,
Black Moon,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Offenders,
Siglo XX,
Guru Guru,
Reuben Wilson,
Danielle Patucci,
Barrington Levy,
Robert Hood,
Kas Product,
Agent Orange,
One Last Wish,
Jeff Mills,
Infiniti,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Rekid,
Alison Limerick,
Big Daddy Kane,
Scion,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Gories,
Slave,
Ash Ra Tempel,
FM Einheit,
DJ Style,
Liliput,
Radiohead,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Eric B and Rakim,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Loose Ends, Loose Ends, Loose Ends, Loose Ends.
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.