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 Cyprus and from London.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Edmonton.
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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Bauhaus to the disco 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 Guru Guru. All the underground hits.
All Lizzy Mercier Descloux tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Swans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 rhodes and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Oblivians record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ronan,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Fluxion,
Mantronix,
DJ Sneak,
Malaria!,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Tears for Fears,
Crash Course in Science,
Leonard Cohen,
Khruangbin,
Maurizio,
Sugar Minott,
Lyres,
Fugazi,
Erykah Badu,
Bobby Byrd,
Ronnie Foster,
Mandrill,
Wire,
Soft Cell,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Moebius,
Tim Buckley,
Chris Corsano,
Sonic Youth,
The Monks,
Simply Red,
Terry Callier,
June of 44,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
cv313,
The Leaves,
Sonny Sharrock,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Dawn Penn,
Pet Shop Boys,
Soul II Soul,
EPMD,
The Smiths,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Techniques,
The Slackers,
Iggy Pop,
Moss Icon,
Danielle Patucci,
Terrestrial Tones,
Traffic Nightmare,
Newcleus,
Fear,
James White and The Blacks,
the Sonics,
Albert Ayler,
The Moleskins,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Slick Rick,
Joe Finger,
Howard Jones,
Pussy Galore,
Tubeway Army,
Cecil Taylor,
8 Eyed Spy,
Scientists, Scientists, Scientists, Scientists.
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.