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 Kiribati and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Agent Orange to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Aural Exciters. All the underground hits.
All The Barracudas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Section 25 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a It's A Beautiful Day record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David Bowie,
Buzzcocks,
Fatback Band,
Y Pants,
Cybotron,
Bob Dylan,
Trumans Water,
Toni Rubio,
Moss Icon,
The Divine Comedy,
Bobby Byrd,
Vladislav Delay,
David McCallum,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Funky Four + One,
Masters at Work,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Rakim,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Black Sheep,
Alton Ellis,
The Happenings,
Joe Finger,
Charles Mingus,
The Star Department,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Hashim,
The Fuzztones,
Kenny Larkin,
Pulsallama,
Public Image Ltd.,
Faust,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Chris & Cosey,
Alice Coltrane,
Scan 7,
Terry Callier,
Joy Division,
The Human League,
Fluxion,
China Crisis,
Peter & Gordon,
MDC,
Robert Hood,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Qualms,
Alphaville,
Maleditus Sound,
Terrestrial Tones,
Marine Girls,
Loose Ends,
Easy Going,
The Grass Roots,
The Searchers,
Japan,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Tommy Roe,
Howard Jones,
Nas,
The Knickerbockers,
Kurtis Blow,
Scratch Acid, Scratch Acid, Scratch Acid, Scratch Acid.
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.