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 Suriname and from Stockholm.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Echo & the Bunnymen to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Tim Buckley. All the underground hits.
All Royal Trux tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bizarre Inc. record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Country Teasers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Public Image Ltd.,
Man Parrish,
Crime,
Cymande,
8 Eyed Spy,
Fear,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Fluxion,
Flash Fearless,
Tommy Roe,
the Normal,
The Invisible,
Barclay James Harvest,
This Heat,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Ohio Players,
Guru Guru,
Radio Birdman,
the Swans,
Chris & Cosey,
Grandmaster Flash,
Jesper Dahlback,
Quadrant,
Pierre Henry,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Bob Dylan,
Fat Boys,
Arcadia,
Piero Umiliani,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
U.S. Maple,
Hasil Adkins,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Matthew Bourne,
OOIOO,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Lucky Dragons,
The Pop Group,
Maurizio,
Reuben Wilson,
Crash Course in Science,
Sam Rivers,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Smog,
The Golliwogs,
Das Ding,
Glenn Branca,
ABC,
Rakim,
Funky Four + One,
Wire,
Davy DMX,
Aaron Thompson,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Pole,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Bauhaus,
Sexual Harrassment,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Ronan,
Bobby Sherman,
New Order, New Order, New Order, New Order.
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.