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 Finland and from Paris.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Heavy D & The Boyz to the rock 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 Deakin. All the underground hits.
All Kayak tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ash Ra Tempel record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Skatalites record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Aswad,
Gang of Four,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Rapeman,
Khruangbin,
F. McDonald,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Sarah Menescal,
The Mojo Men,
The Index,
Radiopuhelimet,
Interpol,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Leaves,
E-Dancer,
The Standells,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Fat Boys,
Q65,
Lee Hazlewood,
Dual Sessions,
The United States of America,
Easy Going,
Accadde A,
Chrome,
The Monochrome Set,
Faraquet,
Crispian St. Peters,
Barclay James Harvest,
Girls At Our Best!,
Dead Boys,
Tim Buckley,
The Evens,
Don Cherry,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Echospace,
DNA,
Marc Almond,
Ituana,
Reagan Youth,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Sonics,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Clear Light,
Hardrive,
the Swans,
Darondo,
Robert Hood,
Gerry Rafferty,
Matthew Bourne,
Kerrie Biddell,
Lower 48,
Average White Band,
Sällskapet,
Bob Dylan,
The Gories,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Black Flag,
Swell Maps,
Newcleus,
X-Ray Spex, X-Ray Spex, X-Ray Spex, X-Ray Spex.
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.