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 Salvador.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Royal Family And The Poor to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Model 500. All the underground hits.
All Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fifty Foot Hose record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
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 Bootsy Collins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Reuben Wilson,
Outsiders,
Neu!,
The Doobie Brothers,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Gories,
Cal Tjader,
Lakeside,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Kevin Saunderson,
Jesper Dahlback,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Metal Thangz,
Agent Orange,
Sun Ra,
David McCallum,
Qualms,
Section 25,
The Gap Band,
The Neon Judgement,
Nils Olav,
Kenny Larkin,
The Busters,
Subhumans,
Parry Music,
The Associates,
The Human League,
The Saints,
Banda Bassotti,
Electric Prunes,
Ituana,
The Birthday Party,
The Dead C,
The Index,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Eurythmics,
Pylon,
Letta Mbulu,
Shoche,
The Beau Brummels,
Tubeway Army,
Cameo,
Lightning Bolt,
Panda Bear,
Prince Buster,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Pulsallama,
Scan 7,
Mad Mike,
Soft Machine,
Marvin Gaye,
Dead Boys,
Amon Düül,
Mandrill,
Be Bop Deluxe,
June Days,
Man Parrish,
Average White Band,
Chris & Cosey,
Radiohead, Radiohead, Radiohead, Radiohead.
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.