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 Jamaica and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 David Bowie 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 E-Dancer to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Livin' Joy. All the underground hits.
All Cameo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Divine Comedy 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 an organ and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wire record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stetsasonic,
Rotary Connection,
Eve St. Jones,
The Gories,
Nils Olav,
ABC,
Rhythm & Sound,
Black Sheep,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Detroit Cobras,
cv313,
Bobby Womack,
Ohio Players,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Deepchord,
Stockholm Monsters,
Todd Rundgren,
The Velvet Underground,
The Alarm Clocks,
Ornette Coleman,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Buckinghams,
Idris Muhammad,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Yellowson,
Bill Near,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Davy DMX,
Cheater Slicks,
Nick Fraelich,
James White and The Blacks,
Steve Hackett,
Bob Dylan,
48th St. Collective,
David Bowie,
Donald Byrd,
The Remains,
EPMD,
Mars,
Franke,
Ludus,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Byron Stingily,
John Coltrane,
Silicon Teens,
Grauzone,
The Vogues,
Public Image Ltd.,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Cybotron,
DNA,
Jeff Lynne,
The Electric Prunes,
The Fuzztones,
The Walker Brothers,
Lakeside,
Yusef Lateef,
Kevin Saunderson,
Kas Product,
Gichy Dan,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Howard Jones,
Matthew Bourne, Matthew Bourne, Matthew Bourne, Matthew Bourne.
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.