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 Portugal and from Hong Kong.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the theremin 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 Joe Smooth 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 Television Personalities. All the underground hits.
All Davy DMX tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every World's Most record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 an organ and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a China Crisis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rotary Connection,
Grey Daturas,
Slave,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Index,
Kerri Chandler,
Arcadia,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Sonics,
The Monks,
Pantytec,
Q and Not U,
Shoche,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Skriet,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
F. McDonald,
The Slackers,
Goldenarms,
Schoolly D,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Main Source,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Bootsy Collins,
Pulsallama,
Roy Ayers,
The Barracudas,
Morten Harket,
Byron Stingily,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Bob Dylan,
Jeff Mills,
Robert Wyatt,
June Days,
Inner City,
A Certain Ratio,
John Cale,
Gerry Rafferty,
Gang Starr,
Quando Quango,
Massinfluence,
Terry Callier,
The Stooges,
DNA,
Tommy Roe,
Ultravox,
Darondo,
Janne Schatter,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Livin' Joy,
Kurtis Blow,
The Busters,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Scratch Acid,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Ronan,
Stockholm Monsters,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Sound,
Harmonia,
Simply Red, Simply Red, Simply Red, Simply Red.
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.