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 Azerbaijan and from Tokyo.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and New York.
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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Lafayette Afro Rock Band to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Pere Ubu. All the underground hits.
All Big Daddy Kane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DeepChord presents Echospace 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 snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mission of Burma record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eli Mardock,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Crispian St. Peters,
Quantec,
Fatback Band,
The Evens,
Model 500,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Alton Ellis,
Donny Hathaway,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Soft Cell,
Grandmaster Flash,
Nirvana,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Japan,
Howard Jones,
Nas,
Das Ding,
Eddi Front,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Blackbyrds,
Thee Headcoats,
Wally Richardson,
The Smiths,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Lou Christie,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Jesper Dahlback,
Monks,
The Barracudas,
The Residents,
Pussy Galore,
T.S.O.L.,
Television Personalities,
Animal Collective,
Alphaville,
Khruangbin,
Metal Thangz,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Joe Finger,
Rites of Spring,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Sonny Sharrock,
Derrick May,
Altered Images,
The Martian,
Crime,
Ice-T,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Chris Corsano,
Warren Ellis,
Susan Cadogan,
Arab on Radar,
Terry Callier,
Grey Daturas,
Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance.
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.