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 Indonesia and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Ultra Naté to the grunge 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 The Offenders. All the underground hits.
All Mission of Burma tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Siglo XX record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Human League record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Thee Headcoats,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Seeds,
The Fire Engines,
The Cowsills,
Quadrant,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Avey Tare,
Rekid,
Gerry Rafferty,
Minny Pops,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Negative Approach,
The Motions,
Fat Boys,
John Cale,
The Knickerbockers,
The Moleskins,
Pet Shop Boys,
Alison Limerick,
Lou Reed,
Marine Girls,
The Gories,
DJ Style,
Von Mondo,
June of 44,
Amon Düül,
The Durutti Column,
Gregory Isaacs,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Johnny Osbourne,
Tommy Roe,
Patti Smith,
Pylon,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Sound,
Glambeats Corp.,
Barclay James Harvest,
Hashim,
Smog,
The Remains,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Black Moon,
Cybotron,
Cameo,
Echospace,
Oneida,
Junior Murvin,
DNA,
The Mummies,
Grey Daturas,
Carl Craig,
Dark Day,
The Black Dice,
Vainqueur,
Jacob Miller,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Excepter,
John Foxx,
The Golliwogs,
Accadde A, Accadde A, Accadde A, Accadde A.
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.