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 New Zealand and from Madrid.
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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Busters to the techno 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 Camouflage. All the underground hits.
All Stereo Dub tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Major Organ And The Adding Machine record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a güiro 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 sitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Skatalites,
Rhythm & Sound,
John Foxx,
The Music Machine,
Scan 7,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Gang Starr,
Carl Craig,
Von Mondo,
Soft Machine,
Boz Scaggs,
The Smiths,
Sun City Girls,
Lakeside,
Pere Ubu,
Iggy Pop,
Pharoah Sanders,
Bluetip,
Kas Product,
Alton Ellis,
Liliput,
Y Pants,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Oneida,
Scrapy,
X-Ray Spex,
Theoretical Girls,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Basic Channel,
Nas,
The Seeds,
Amon Düül II,
Dark Day,
Grey Daturas,
Marmalade,
The Offenders,
Newcleus,
Gang Gang Dance,
Oblivians,
The Invisible,
Model 500,
Blancmange,
Visage,
Marcia Griffiths,
Mission of Burma,
The Searchers,
Scratch Acid,
Anthony Braxton,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Fluxion,
Laurel Aitken,
Black Bananas,
Minutemen,
cv313,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
T. Rex,
Aswad,
Robert Görl,
Chrome,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Traffic Nightmare,
Reagan Youth, Reagan Youth, Reagan Youth, Reagan Youth.
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.