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 Korea North and from Mumbai.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 snare 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 Main Source to the punk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Gong. All the underground hits.
All Magma tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ohio Players 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Underground Resistance record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Robert Wyatt,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Ossler,
Marcia Griffiths,
Rakim,
the Fania All-Stars,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Gang Gang Dance,
Roxy Music,
Judy Mowatt,
Alison Limerick,
The Residents,
Leonard Cohen,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Sällskapet,
Davy DMX,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Divine Comedy,
Morten Harket,
Avey Tare,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Michelle Simonal,
Tears for Fears,
ABC,
Banda Bassotti,
Sandy B,
Faust,
The Gun Club,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Cure,
New York Dolls,
Underground Resistance,
Bauhaus,
Tropical Tobacco,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Isaac Hayes,
Soft Machine,
Frankie Knuckles,
Tomorrow,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Toni Rubio,
Matthew Halsall,
Pylon,
Letta Mbulu,
Zero Boys,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Electric Prunes,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Marine Girls,
Cal Tjader,
Ultimate Spinach,
Sun City Girls,
kango's stein massive,
Pet Shop Boys,
Mars,
Scion,
Amon Düül II,
Rapeman,
Simply Red, Simply Red, Simply Red, Simply Red.
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.