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 Congo and from Bremen.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Al Stewart to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Oblivians. All the underground hits.
All Underground Resistance tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Theoretical Girls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lizzy Mercier Descloux record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marshall Jefferson,
Television,
Rites of Spring,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Ralphi Rosario,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Fat Boys,
Brothers Johnson,
Jesper Dahlback,
Wolf Eyes,
Tubeway Army,
Sun Ra,
Silicon Teens,
Rhythm & Sound,
Harpers Bizarre,
Yusef Lateef,
Clear Light,
Adolescents,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Bobby Byrd,
Dennis Brown,
The Monks,
Zapp,
Janne Schatter,
Sound Behaviour,
Joensuu 1685,
Soulsonic Force,
Lakeside,
Morten Harket,
Flash Fearless,
The Slits,
Godley & Creme,
The Music Machine,
Sixth Finger,
the Swans,
Arcadia,
The Black Dice,
Laurel Aitken,
Sight & Sound,
Boredoms,
Mark Hollis,
Pulsallama,
Maleditus Sound,
Soft Machine,
New Order,
Tropical Tobacco,
MDC,
June Days,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
UT,
Letta Mbulu,
Man Eating Sloth,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Deepchord,
Inner City,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Jacob Miller,
Section 25,
David Bowie,
Rakim,
Hoover, Hoover, Hoover, Hoover.
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.