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 Burkina and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Lindisfarne to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Groovy Waters. All the underground hits.
All Colin Newman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aaron Thompson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a mellotron 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 rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Minny Pops,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Misunderstood,
the Slits,
Desert Stars,
Fluxion,
Donald Byrd,
Cybotron,
Nico,
Parry Music,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Saints,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Alphaville,
Harmonia,
Soft Machine,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Eddi Front,
The Skatalites,
Interpol,
Oneida,
The Standells,
Shoche,
Chrome,
Sight & Sound,
The Young Rascals,
The Moody Blues,
Rekid,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Sonny Sharrock,
Kayak,
The Birthday Party,
The Red Krayola,
Franke,
Bobby Hutcherson,
John Coltrane,
Bobby Womack,
Model 500,
Sugar Minott,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Roy Ayers,
Davy DMX,
Gregory Isaacs,
Terrestrial Tones,
Eli Mardock,
B.T. Express,
Groovy Waters,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Todd Rundgren,
The Selecter,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Detroit Cobras,
Zero Boys,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Howard Jones,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Hardrive,
Accadde A,
Dorothy Ashby,
Bluetip,
Japan, Japan, Japan, Japan.
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.