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 Oman and from Jakarta.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Darondo to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Boredoms. All the underground hits.
All the Association tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Residents record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Essential Logic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bauhaus,
Roger Hodgson,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Invisible,
The Golliwogs,
The Detroit Cobras,
Section 25,
The Barracudas,
Jerry's Kids,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Sparks,
Little Man,
L. Decosne,
Soul II Soul,
Model 500,
Soulsonic Force,
Donny Hathaway,
Rhythm & Sound,
Black Sheep,
the Swans,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Unwound,
Howard Jones,
Nico,
Q65,
Quantec,
In Retrospect,
OOIOO,
KRS-One,
Drive Like Jehu,
Sarah Menescal,
Black Pus,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
DJ Style,
Wasted Youth,
The Trojans,
Peter & Gordon,
Roxy Music,
Letta Mbulu,
Supertramp,
Roy Ayers,
Skaos,
Cheater Slicks,
Motorama,
Lalo Schifrin,
Masters at Work,
Lightning Bolt,
Oneida,
Sandy B,
Susan Cadogan,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Dave Gahan,
Camouflage,
Icehouse,
Cameo,
the Sonics,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Popol Vuh,
Ice-T,
the Germs,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Das Ding, Das Ding, Das Ding, Das Ding.
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.