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 Bolivia and from Madrid.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Simply Red to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Audionom tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eddi Front record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Popol Vuh record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Blake Baxter,
Duran Duran,
LL Cool J,
Eric Copeland,
Lou Reed,
Davy DMX,
The Happenings,
Supertramp,
Juan Atkins,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Leonard Cohen,
Symarip,
World's Most,
A Certain Ratio,
Junior Murvin,
8 Eyed Spy,
Q and Not U,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Quantec,
Pere Ubu,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Sound Behaviour,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Bizarre Inc.,
Alton Ellis,
Faust,
Fatback Band,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Tears for Fears,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Fear,
Eve St. Jones,
The Sound,
The Modern Lovers,
The Mummies,
Bob Dylan,
Shoche,
Eric Dolphy,
Bill Wells,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Soul II Soul,
EPMD,
Dave Gahan,
Franke,
Dennis Brown,
John Foxx,
Dual Sessions,
Shuggie Otis,
Glenn Branca,
Masters at Work,
The Toasters,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Last Poets,
Cybotron,
Susan Cadogan,
Radiopuhelimet,
MC5,
Main Source, Main Source, Main Source, Main Source.
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.