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 Kenya and from Jakarta.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 spring reverb 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 Buzzcocks to the dance kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Faraquet. All the underground hits.
All The Cure tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hardrive record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Louis and Bebe Barron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Aural Exciters,
Roger Hodgson,
Siglo XX,
Lower 48,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Fall,
Kaleidoscope,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Durutti Column,
The Detroit Cobras,
Negative Approach,
Nirvana,
Ten City,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Organ,
Interpol,
Eurythmics,
Byron Stingily,
Sonny Sharrock,
E-Dancer,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Con Funk Shun,
Second Layer,
Kas Product,
David McCallum,
New Age Steppers,
Lightning Bolt,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Invisible,
Bang On A Can,
Peter & Gordon,
Livin' Joy,
K-Klass,
Main Source,
Sparks,
Quantec,
Albert Ayler,
Archie Shepp,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Bizarre Inc.,
Avey Tare,
Rapeman,
Max Romeo,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Prince Buster,
The Selecter,
Charles Mingus,
The Smiths,
Soul II Soul,
Minny Pops,
Marmalade,
Marshall Jefferson,
Q and Not U,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Scott Walker,
Boogie Down Productions,
Alphaville,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Heaven 17,
John Coltrane, John Coltrane, John Coltrane, John Coltrane.
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.