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 Costa Rica and from Portland.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 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 Marcia Griffiths to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Marcia Griffiths. All the underground hits.
All Quando Quango tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scion 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 a linndrum and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Radio Birdman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Jeff Mills,
Moss Icon,
OOIOO,
The Misunderstood,
Hashim,
Skriet,
Eden Ahbez,
The Sonics,
Letta Mbulu,
Danielle Patucci,
Eurythmics,
Eric Copeland,
Half Japanese,
Babytalk,
The Skatalites,
Stockholm Monsters,
Index,
Silicon Teens,
The Cramps,
Arab on Radar,
The Human League,
Blancmange,
Wolf Eyes,
David Axelrod,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Minny Pops,
Althea and Donna,
Dead Boys,
The Index,
Fad Gadget,
Tres Demented,
Clear Light,
Minor Threat,
Patti Smith,
Warsaw,
Mr. Review,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Basic Channel,
Ludus,
Dave Gahan,
Scratch Acid,
Anakelly,
Bobby Womack,
The Pretty Things,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Offenders,
Wasted Youth,
UT,
Panda Bear,
L. Decosne,
Bluetip,
Parry Music,
Idris Muhammad,
Flash Fearless,
Joyce Sims,
X-101,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Alison Limerick,
Supertramp,
The Star Department,
Spoonie Gee,
Reuben Wilson, Reuben Wilson, Reuben Wilson, Reuben Wilson.
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.