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 Switzerland and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in London.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Junior Murvin to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 The Remains. All the underground hits.
All Babytalk tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 an arpeggiator and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Arthur Verocai record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
K-Klass,
Fat Boys,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Dirtbombs,
Michelle Simonal,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Duran Duran,
The Names,
Dual Sessions,
Blossom Toes,
Slick Rick,
Barrington Levy,
DNA,
The Flesh Eaters,
Stockholm Monsters,
Bobby Byrd,
Derrick May,
Flash Fearless,
The Blackbyrds,
The Monks,
Roger Hodgson,
The Victims,
Talk Talk,
Television,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Fire Engines,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Circle Jerks,
The Blues Magoos,
ABBA,
X-102,
L. Decosne,
Blancmange,
Pulsallama,
Deadbeat,
Morten Harket,
Avey Tare,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Soul Sonic Force,
Janne Schatter,
H. Thieme,
The Gladiators,
Pere Ubu,
Ronan,
The Vogues,
Fort Wilson Riot,
E-Dancer,
Johnny Clarke,
The Skatalites,
The Evens,
Lyres,
Deepchord,
Toni Rubio,
Pantaleimon,
New Age Steppers,
Erykah Badu,
B.T. Express,
The Count Five,
Junior Murvin, Junior Murvin, Junior Murvin, Junior Murvin.
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.