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 Algeria and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise 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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 oboe 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 Lizzy Mercier Descloux to the electroclash 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 Siouxsie and the Banshees. All the underground hits.
All Mandrill tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tomorrow record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 an organ and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a JFA record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Glambeats Corp.,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Minny Pops,
Wolf Eyes,
The Barracudas,
Robert Görl,
Cheater Slicks,
Alice Coltrane,
cv313,
Skarface,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
the Slits,
Leonard Cohen,
Amazonics,
Monolake,
Gang Starr,
Urselle,
Tubeway Army,
Kas Product,
Negative Approach,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Skatalites,
The Angels of Light,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Terrestrial Tones,
Quantec,
Camberwell Now,
Deepchord,
Moss Icon,
JFA,
Sound Behaviour,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
MC5,
Gregory Isaacs,
Aswad,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Easy Going,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Boogie Down Productions,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Gang Gang Dance,
David McCallum,
OOIOO,
Davy DMX,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Absolute Body Control,
Crispian St. Peters,
Sister Nancy,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Bad Manners,
The Mummies,
The Residents,
The Gap Band,
James White and The Blacks,
Sex Pistols,
Johnny Clarke,
Stereo Dub,
Toni Rubio,
ABBA,
B.T. Express,
Hasil Adkins,
Sandy B,
The Walker Brothers, The Walker Brothers, The Walker Brothers, The Walker Brothers.
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.