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 Georgia and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 The Chocolate Watch Band to the disco 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 Sound Behaviour. All the underground hits.
All Mad Mike tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 marimba and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Radiohead record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Davy DMX,
The Moleskins,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Pretty Things,
The Busters,
kango's stein massive,
Vainqueur,
Peter & Gordon,
Pylon,
Curtis Mayfield,
Whodini,
Chris & Cosey,
Television,
Nik Kershaw,
Scrapy,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Bauhaus,
Sonny Sharrock,
Bang On A Can,
Swans,
Sugar Minott,
Iggy Pop,
Ken Boothe,
Cecil Taylor,
Altered Images,
Josef K,
Drive Like Jehu,
Don Cherry,
Gang Gang Dance,
Q and Not U,
The Birthday Party,
Black Sheep,
The American Breed,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
One Last Wish,
Y Pants,
Crime,
The Wake,
The Fugs,
Joe Finger,
Symarip,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Hoover,
Eric B and Rakim,
Byron Stingily,
New Age Steppers,
Johnny Osbourne,
Blake Baxter,
Excepter,
Skriet,
Barry Ungar,
Swell Maps,
Newcleus,
James White and The Blacks,
The Modern Lovers,
The Happenings,
Warsaw,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Spandau Ballet,
Joe Smooth,
Bronski Beat, Bronski Beat, Bronski Beat, Bronski Beat.
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.