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 Uganda and from London.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Young Rascals to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Heavy D & The Boyz. All the underground hits.
All MDC tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Funkadelic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 808 and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marine Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bill Near,
KRS-One,
Bobby Womack,
Jandek,
The Mummies,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Index,
The Electric Prunes,
The Barracudas,
Nick Fraelich,
Jeff Mills,
The Raincoats,
Leonard Cohen,
June of 44,
Sam Rivers,
Eden Ahbez,
The Golliwogs,
Pierre Henry,
Isaac Hayes,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Blancmange,
cv313,
Moebius,
The Dave Clark Five,
Jesper Dahlback,
Clear Light,
Dual Sessions,
The Fall,
Siglo XX,
Sugar Minott,
the Germs,
Aloha Tigers,
Barbara Tucker,
Alice Coltrane,
Maurizio,
Qualms,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Barrington Levy,
Robert Wyatt,
DJ Sneak,
The J.B.'s,
Reagan Youth,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Outsiders,
Mo-Dettes,
Dead Boys,
Barclay James Harvest,
Ohio Players,
The Cowsills,
World's Most,
Lindisfarne,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Byron Stingily,
Boredoms,
The Human League,
The Birthday Party,
Bizarre Inc.,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Angels of Light,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Pretty Things, The Pretty Things, The Pretty Things, The Pretty Things.
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.