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 Japan and from Lille.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 sitar 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 Faust to the dance 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 Eddi Front. All the underground hits.
All Sparks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pantytec record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a James White and The Blacks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lakeside,
Maurizio,
Crispy Ambulance,
James White and The Blacks,
The Dead C,
Severed Heads,
David McCallum,
The Gories,
The Fire Engines,
John Holt,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Colin Newman,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Audionom,
Eddi Front,
Stetsasonic,
Tim Buckley,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Index,
The Motions,
Black Flag,
The Sonics,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Cluster,
The Techniques,
Tres Demented,
K-Klass,
Alton Ellis,
Crime,
Bronski Beat,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
a-ha,
T. Rex,
Henry Cow,
Gichy Dan,
Flash Fearless,
Unrelated Segments,
The Mummies,
Terry Callier,
KRS-One,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Thee Headcoats,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Cramps,
Pere Ubu,
Judy Mowatt,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Electric Prunes,
Symarip,
Jacob Miller,
Masters at Work,
Fat Boys,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
JFA,
Grauzone,
Laurel Aitken,
Dual Sessions,
Kurtis Blow,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Nils Olav,
The Golliwogs,
Faust, Faust, Faust, Faust.
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.