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 Somalia and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Milan.
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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Quadrant to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Malaria!. All the underground hits.
All ABBA tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Foxx 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ash Ra Tempel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Howard Jones,
Roy Ayers,
A Certain Ratio,
The Tremeloes,
Ice-T,
Camouflage,
Main Source,
Jimmy McGriff,
Eve St. Jones,
The Techniques,
Kevin Saunderson,
Stiv Bators,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Alarm Clocks,
Archie Shepp,
X-102,
Eurythmics,
Organ,
Arthur Verocai,
Toni Rubio,
Deadbeat,
The Divine Comedy,
Scrapy,
June Days,
John Lydon,
Darondo,
Franke,
Slave,
The Slackers,
the Swans,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Ossler,
In Retrospect,
JFA,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Chris & Cosey,
Fat Boys,
The Zeros,
Tubeway Army,
Andrew Hill,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Marmalade,
Deepchord,
Hot Snakes,
The Stooges,
Nik Kershaw,
Motorama,
Bobby Byrd,
Rapeman,
Sällskapet,
Kool Moe Dee,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Roxette,
Ornette Coleman,
Bang On A Can,
Bronski Beat, Bronski Beat, Bronski Beat, Bronski Beat.
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.