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 Panama and from Jakarta.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Fortunes to the crunk 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 Matthew Halsall. All the underground hits.
All Crime tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Underground Resistance record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Groovy Waters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Godley & Creme,
Dawn Penn,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Babytalk,
Chris & Cosey,
Robert Hood,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Sound,
Derrick May,
The Human League,
Scott Walker,
Vainqueur,
Robert Görl,
Man Eating Sloth,
Black Pus,
Fear,
48th St. Collective,
Carl Craig,
Toni Rubio,
Wasted Youth,
Symarip,
L. Decosne,
Outsiders,
D'Angelo,
Clear Light,
The Slackers,
Y Pants,
Duran Duran,
Junior Murvin,
Reuben Wilson,
Bad Manners,
Radiohead,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Audionom,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Rekid,
Aural Exciters,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Smoke,
Boz Scaggs,
Stetsasonic,
Sun City Girls,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Steve Hackett,
DNA,
John Holt,
The Red Krayola,
Ken Boothe,
Girls At Our Best!,
Sex Pistols,
Tom Boy,
Cal Tjader,
Erykah Badu,
Country Teasers,
The Seeds,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Minny Pops,
The Angels of Light,
Nas,
Amon Düül II,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Walker Brothers,
PIL, PIL, PIL, PIL.
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.