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 Benin and from Lille.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Audionom to the grunge 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 The Fire Engines. All the underground hits.
All Magma tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Raincoats 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Angels of Light record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
New Age Steppers,
Sällskapet,
Marine Girls,
Bronski Beat,
Technova,
Subhumans,
Bauhaus,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Ronnie Foster,
Iggy Pop,
Suburban Knight,
The Mojo Men,
June Days,
Funky Four + One,
T.S.O.L.,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The New Christs,
Tim Buckley,
Grauzone,
Sixth Finger,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
D'Angelo,
The Fall,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Glambeats Corp.,
Urselle,
Sight & Sound,
Boredoms,
Idris Muhammad,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
John Coltrane,
Moby Grape,
Todd Rundgren,
DJ Sneak,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Flipper,
Smog,
The Raincoats,
Arcadia,
Buzzcocks,
The Blues Magoos,
KRS-One,
Wire,
Bobby Byrd,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Doobie Brothers,
Steve Hackett,
Junior Murvin,
Chris & Cosey,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Brothers Johnson,
Alison Limerick,
The Five Americans,
Alphaville,
Todd Terry,
Rosa Yemen,
Sarah Menescal,
The Selecter,
Goldenarms,
8 Eyed Spy,
Malaria!,
the Bar-Kays, the Bar-Kays, the Bar-Kays, the Bar-Kays.
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.