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 Mongolia and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Manila.
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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Camberwell Now to the funk 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 Audionom. All the underground hits.
All Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Slits 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a guitar 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 rhodes and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Patti Smith,
Sarah Menescal,
FM Einheit,
James White and The Blacks,
Blake Baxter,
Mantronix,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Residents,
Black Sheep,
10cc,
Cymande,
EPMD,
Josef K,
Jeff Mills,
Ultra Naté,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Wire,
Organ,
Nik Kershaw,
Toni Rubio,
Junior Murvin,
Y Pants,
The Fugs,
X-102,
The Mojo Men,
Boz Scaggs,
John Coltrane,
Stiv Bators,
The Wake,
Ituana,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Letta Mbulu,
Scientists,
The Birthday Party,
The Misunderstood,
Public Enemy,
Barry Ungar,
Newcleus,
Jesper Dahlback,
Skriet,
Cameo,
Oblivians,
The Gladiators,
The Moody Blues,
Janne Schatter,
Inner City,
Ten City,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
In Retrospect,
The Kinks,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Babytalk,
The Blackbyrds,
Marshall Jefferson,
Ultimate Spinach,
Essential Logic,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
John Lydon,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Kas Product,
Lower 48,
Monolake,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity, Roy Ayers Ubiquity, Roy Ayers Ubiquity, Roy Ayers Ubiquity.
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.