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 Armenia and from Mexico City.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the oboe 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 The Cure to the funk 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 Fifty Foot Hose. All the underground hits.
All 10cc tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Colin Newman record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Supertramp record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fad Gadget,
Ornette Coleman,
Simply Red,
Main Source,
Junior Murvin,
Thee Headcoats,
Sexual Harrassment,
Monks,
Talk Talk,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Khruangbin,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Morten Harket,
Jawbox,
PIL,
June Days,
Deadbeat,
Marvin Gaye,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Leaves,
Ituana,
Porter Ricks,
Marshall Jefferson,
David McCallum,
Crash Course in Science,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Panda Bear,
The Neon Judgement,
Soul Sonic Force,
Rekid,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Scan 7,
Tropical Tobacco,
Mr. Review,
Camouflage,
Leonard Cohen,
Section 25,
The Shadows of Knight,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Iggy Pop,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Terrestrial Tones,
Pantytec,
Bootsy Collins,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Basic Channel,
Danielle Patucci,
Banda Bassotti,
Black Sheep,
Cheater Slicks,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Harpers Bizarre,
Can,
The Real Kids,
Jimmy McGriff,
Alphaville,
Yellowson,
The Busters,
Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance.
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.