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 Vietnam and from Paris.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
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 Neu! to the techno kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Delta 5. All the underground hits.
All The Slackers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Warren Ellis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Index record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Sherman,
Marshall Jefferson,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
H. Thieme,
Pere Ubu,
The Young Rascals,
Tubeway Army,
The Invisible,
Scientists,
F. McDonald,
Heaven 17,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Martian,
Bill Near,
Massinfluence,
Juan Atkins,
Joe Finger,
Eddi Front,
Steve Hackett,
DJ Style,
Joyce Sims,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Gladiators,
Tres Demented,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Residents,
Anakelly,
Masters at Work,
Minny Pops,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Altered Images,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Mad Mike,
Kurtis Blow,
Little Man,
UT,
Radio Birdman,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Vainqueur,
The Velvet Underground,
Lindisfarne,
Arthur Verocai,
Inner City,
Sparks,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Camouflage,
Thompson Twins,
The Neon Judgement,
Stiv Bators,
Tears for Fears,
Sun Ra,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Panda Bear,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Kerri Chandler,
Albert Ayler,
Lalann,
Essential Logic,
Frankie Knuckles,
Wolf Eyes,
The Remains, The Remains, The Remains, The Remains.
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.