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 Kazakhstan and from Shanghai.
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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Kevin Saunderson to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam. All the underground hits.
All Fatback Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dead Boys record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fifty Foot Hose,
Kurtis Blow,
Spoonie Gee,
Q65,
Average White Band,
Young Marble Giants,
Donny Hathaway,
Make Up,
Chris & Cosey,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Moody Blues,
The Beau Brummels,
Lower 48,
Ralphi Rosario,
Robert Wyatt,
ABC,
Rufus Thomas,
Interpol,
Eddi Front,
The Trojans,
Curtis Mayfield,
Ultra Naté,
Darondo,
The Wake,
The Fortunes,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
John Coltrane,
Funky Four + One,
The Standells,
Harry Pussy,
Black Pus,
Model 500,
The Misunderstood,
Deadbeat,
Minny Pops,
Lindisfarne,
Barbara Tucker,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Walker Brothers,
The Offenders,
Eric B and Rakim,
Glenn Branca,
Lucky Dragons,
The Moleskins,
10cc,
John Foxx,
Little Man,
Stiv Bators,
Grey Daturas,
The Doors,
Scan 7,
This Heat,
Siglo XX,
Duran Duran,
Lungfish,
PIL,
Stockholm Monsters,
Gang Starr,
Jesper Dahlback,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Flipper,
Davy DMX,
The Martian,
The United States of America, The United States of America, The United States of America, The United States of America.
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.