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 Peru and from Copenhagen.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Darondo to the rap kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Blake Baxter. All the underground hits.
All The Smiths tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Martian record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Susan Cadogan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Popol Vuh,
The Gories,
China Crisis,
Patti Smith,
cv313,
Sun City Girls,
The Golliwogs,
Godley & Creme,
Moss Icon,
Y Pants,
Yaz,
U.S. Maple,
Urselle,
Neil Young,
Letta Mbulu,
Agent Orange,
Panda Bear,
Lebanon Hanover,
Joe Smooth,
Kas Product,
Essential Logic,
Don Cherry,
Bronski Beat,
The Sonics,
Roy Ayers,
Gabor Szabo,
Spandau Ballet,
Isaac Hayes,
Dennis Brown,
Anakelly,
Newcleus,
Erykah Badu,
Graham Central Station,
Sexual Harrassment,
Dual Sessions,
Fela Kuti,
Parry Music,
Average White Band,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Fall,
Monks,
a-ha,
The Smiths,
Alton Ellis,
Liliput,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Aloha Tigers,
The Gladiators,
The Martian,
Gerry Rafferty,
Ronnie Foster,
Wire,
Pantytec,
Sound Behaviour,
Sun Ra,
Bobby Sherman,
Kerri Chandler,
Jimmy McGriff,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Cramps,
Gang Green,
Skarface,
Fatback Band,
Absolute Body Control,
Das Ding, Das Ding, Das Ding, Das Ding.
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.