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 Latvia and from Milan.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Fifty Foot Hose to the crunk 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 Surgeon. All the underground hits.
All Mr. Review tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dark Day record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 a güiro and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flash Fearless record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The United States of America,
Franke,
The Busters,
The Gories,
Colin Newman,
Monks,
Roger Hodgson,
Silicon Teens,
Gong,
Erykah Badu,
Little Man,
The Fire Engines,
Maurizio,
The Walker Brothers,
The Stooges,
Spoonie Gee,
Pet Shop Boys,
Crispy Ambulance,
Barry Ungar,
H. Thieme,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Sight & Sound,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Ludus,
Mars,
Sarah Menescal,
Man Eating Sloth,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Danielle Patucci,
Morten Harket,
The Fugs,
Das Ding,
Deadbeat,
Soulsonic Force,
Technova,
Crispian St. Peters,
Michelle Simonal,
The Neon Judgement,
Alice Coltrane,
Stereo Dub,
Malaria!,
Pagans,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Rapeman,
the Normal,
The Black Dice,
Todd Rundgren,
Eric Copeland,
The Invisible,
Visage,
Animal Collective,
Archie Shepp,
Arab on Radar,
Au Pairs,
Blake Baxter,
Lou Christie,
Minnie Riperton,
D'Angelo, D'Angelo, D'Angelo, D'Angelo.
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.