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 Cape Verde and from Beijing.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the mellotron 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 the Bar-Kays to the punk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Red Lorry Yellow Lorry. All the underground hits.
All Niagra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Sonics 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wasted Youth,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
La Düsseldorf,
Zero Boys,
Jandek,
DJ Sneak,
Tommy Roe,
Jawbox,
Kurtis Blow,
Reagan Youth,
Soft Cell,
Joe Finger,
Arcadia,
Blancmange,
The Blackbyrds,
One Last Wish,
Skriet,
Cymande,
Yaz,
The Durutti Column,
Johnny Clarke,
A Certain Ratio,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Nirvana,
Erykah Badu,
Aswad,
B.T. Express,
The Velvet Underground,
Kas Product,
Scratch Acid,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
CMW,
Janne Schatter,
Marmalade,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Tropical Tobacco,
Boogie Down Productions,
Heaven 17,
Marine Girls,
The United States of America,
Pulsallama,
10cc,
Parry Music,
Gastr Del Sol,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Searchers,
8 Eyed Spy,
Panda Bear,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
EPMD,
The Trojans,
Funky Four + One,
Rakim,
Unwound,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Barrington Levy,
Gichy Dan,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Red Krayola,
Subhumans,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch.
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.