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 Palau and from Copenhagen.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Yusef Lateef to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Stereo Dub. All the underground hits.
All Gil Scott Heron tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Human League record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter & Gordon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Little Man,
Eddi Front,
Porter Ricks,
Toni Rubio,
The Divine Comedy,
Scrapy,
Robert Hood,
Agitation Free,
Terrestrial Tones,
Bobby Womack,
Wire,
Ronnie Foster,
Skarface,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Simply Red,
Donald Byrd,
Unrelated Segments,
John Cale,
Roger Hodgson,
Ituana,
Sister Nancy,
Sun City Girls,
The Red Krayola,
Con Funk Shun,
Ohio Players,
Robert Wyatt,
the Human League,
Whodini,
The Raincoats,
Negative Approach,
Young Marble Giants,
Derrick Morgan,
Deakin,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Matthew Halsall,
Adolescents,
Roxette,
Sam Rivers,
Marcia Griffiths,
Reagan Youth,
X-102,
Yellowson,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Max Romeo,
Bauhaus,
Janne Schatter,
Black Sheep,
Avey Tare,
Jeff Mills,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Barclay James Harvest,
Hot Snakes,
Kenny Larkin,
Royal Trux,
Schoolly D,
Laurel Aitken,
Rosa Yemen,
Boogie Down Productions,
Gil Scott Heron,
Crooked Eye,
The Shadows of Knight,
Radiohead, Radiohead, Radiohead, Radiohead.
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.