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 Laos and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 güiro 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 Japan to the techno kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Wally Richardson. All the underground hits.
All Skarface tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Connie Case record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joyce Sims record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Real Kids,
Joe Smooth,
Banda Bassotti,
The Beau Brummels,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Amon Düül II,
Jacob Miller,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Golliwogs,
Spoonie Gee,
DJ Sneak,
Junior Murvin,
Gil Scott Heron,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Public Enemy,
U.S. Maple,
the Fania All-Stars,
Big Daddy Kane,
Kerrie Biddell,
Fad Gadget,
Drexciya,
Scott Walker,
Unwound,
the Bar-Kays,
Dorothy Ashby,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
cv313,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Moss Icon,
Harpers Bizarre,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Man Eating Sloth,
Ultimate Spinach,
Radiopuhelimet,
Neil Young,
Althea and Donna,
The Doobie Brothers,
Jerry's Kids,
World's Most,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Masters at Work,
Pantaleimon,
Jawbox,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Black Bananas,
The Searchers,
James White and The Blacks,
New Age Steppers,
Oblivians,
Gong,
The Buckinghams,
The Doors,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Half Japanese,
Tom Boy,
Sixth Finger,
Zero Boys,
Babytalk,
Camouflage,
Sister Nancy, Sister Nancy, Sister Nancy, Sister Nancy.
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.