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 Mozambique and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 rhodes 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 Kings Of Tomorrow to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 MDC. All the underground hits.
All Ludus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Banda Bassotti record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 a linndrum and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Underground Resistance,
The Dave Clark Five,
Thompson Twins,
Delta 5,
The Kinks,
Little Man,
Theoretical Girls,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Kenny Larkin,
KRS-One,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Rekid,
Dave Gahan,
Scrapy,
The Music Machine,
Interpol,
the Association,
Ultra Naté,
Jawbox,
LL Cool J,
Laurel Aitken,
Can,
Grandmaster Flash,
Eddi Front,
Robert Görl,
Ice-T,
Fear,
Dark Day,
Sun Ra,
U.S. Maple,
Blossom Toes,
Cluster,
Supertramp,
Kurtis Blow,
Soulsonic Force,
Radiopuhelimet,
Tomorrow,
Mark Hollis,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Dennis Brown,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
June of 44,
Robert Hood,
The Gun Club,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Whodini,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Pere Ubu,
The Birthday Party,
Jeff Mills,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Todd Rundgren,
Bad Manners,
the Swans,
Talk Talk,
Todd Terry,
Big Daddy Kane,
the Human League,
Max Romeo,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef.
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.