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 South Africa and from Woodstock.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 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 The Raincoats to the grime 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 Roxette. All the underground hits.
All Bill Wells tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tears for Fears record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rakim record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wings,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Kinks,
Rufus Thomas,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Lindisfarne,
Altered Images,
Symarip,
MDC,
Eden Ahbez,
Henry Cow,
Reagan Youth,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Can,
Avey Tare,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Y Pants,
Barclay James Harvest,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Television,
D'Angelo,
Zapp,
Marvin Gaye,
Cheater Slicks,
Todd Rundgren,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Fuzztones,
Alton Ellis,
Soul Sonic Force,
Ohio Players,
The Blues Magoos,
the Soft Cell,
Underground Resistance,
Excepter,
T.S.O.L.,
The Litter,
Absolute Body Control,
Moss Icon,
Fatback Band,
Essential Logic,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Index,
Bill Wells,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Human League,
Surgeon,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
B.T. Express,
DNA,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Ornette Coleman,
John Foxx,
Chris & Cosey,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
ABC,
The Doors,
Maleditus Sound,
Tommy Roe,
Suicide, Suicide, Suicide, Suicide.
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.