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 St Lucia and from Houston.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the oboe 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 Fela Kuti to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Robert Wyatt. All the underground hits.
All Joe Smooth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hot Snakes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 mellotron and a 808 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 theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lalo Schifrin,
Liliput,
Saccharine Trust,
Warren Ellis,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Index,
Jawbox,
Scratch Acid,
Andrew Hill,
Silicon Teens,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Altered Images,
Metal Thangz,
Deakin,
Public Image Ltd.,
Public Enemy,
Quando Quango,
Crime,
Grey Daturas,
Susan Cadogan,
L. Decosne,
China Crisis,
The Pretty Things,
Hoover,
Michelle Simonal,
CMW,
Basic Channel,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Mark Hollis,
The Grass Roots,
Aural Exciters,
Iggy Pop,
Mad Mike,
Traffic Nightmare,
Tres Demented,
Judy Mowatt,
David Axelrod,
Mr. Review,
Second Layer,
Johnny Clarke,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Ralphi Rosario,
Harmonia,
Godley & Creme,
Von Mondo,
Joy Division,
Scott Walker,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Stiv Bators,
Blake Baxter,
Buzzcocks,
Nas,
Toni Rubio,
Cal Tjader,
Sun Ra,
Ken Boothe,
Amon Düül II,
Sparks,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Pantytec, Pantytec, Pantytec, Pantytec.
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.