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 Korea South and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise 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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 linndrum 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 Adolescents to the rap 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 Magazine. All the underground hits.
All Howard Jones tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minutemen 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eric Copeland record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Charles Mingus,
The Saints,
The Gories,
Flash Fearless,
Desert Stars,
Magma,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Harpers Bizarre,
Crooked Eye,
The J.B.'s,
The Skatalites,
Kenny Larkin,
The Fuzztones,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Schoolly D,
Livin' Joy,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Terry Callier,
Jacques Brel,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Five Americans,
Jimmy McGriff,
Joe Finger,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Angels of Light,
The Monks,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Little Man,
Radiopuhelimet,
Ralphi Rosario,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Judy Mowatt,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
John Holt,
MDC,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Marc Almond,
The Move,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Victims,
Skriet,
Technova,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Man Eating Sloth,
Anthony Braxton,
Black Flag,
Ludus,
OOIOO,
The Sound,
The Moody Blues,
Andrew Hill,
D'Angelo,
Jandek,
Vladislav Delay,
DJ Style,
Roxy Music,
AZ,
Bluetip,
JFA, JFA, JFA, JFA.
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.