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 Sudan and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle 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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds to the disco 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 Graham Central Station. All the underground hits.
All Rhythim Is Rhythim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Steve Hackett record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 harpsichord and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Shadows of Knight,
Lee Hazlewood,
Loose Ends,
Metal Thangz,
Circle Jerks,
Goldenarms,
X-101,
The Pop Group,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Black Sheep,
Eve St. Jones,
Neil Young,
Slick Rick,
Aaron Thompson,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Gladiators,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Patti Smith,
The Star Department,
Tears for Fears,
Minnie Riperton,
Cymande,
The Smoke,
Todd Rundgren,
Kas Product,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Wake,
Funky Four + One,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Juan Atkins,
Ossler,
Technova,
Faust,
Tom Boy,
Stockholm Monsters,
Letta Mbulu,
Ornette Coleman,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Prince Buster,
Sam Rivers,
The Real Kids,
Gang Green,
LL Cool J,
Andrew Hill,
Pierre Henry,
Carl Craig,
Eric Copeland,
The Dave Clark Five,
Erykah Badu,
Audionom,
In Retrospect,
ABC,
The Tremeloes,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
La Düsseldorf,
The Index,
The Vogues,
Aural Exciters,
The Zeros,
Talk Talk,
Q65, Q65, Q65, Q65.
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.