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 Portugal and from Columbus.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Chrome to the rock 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 Larry & the Blue Notes. All the underground hits.
All Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every James Chance & The Contortions record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rahsaan Roland Kirk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David McCallum,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Moby Grape,
Lakeside,
Drive Like Jehu,
Laurel Aitken,
Theoretical Girls,
The Human League,
Ronnie Foster,
Rosa Yemen,
Dual Sessions,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Desert Stars,
The Zeros,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Underground Resistance,
Rites of Spring,
Pylon,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Pop Group,
Ituana,
Eurythmics,
Archie Shepp,
Sixth Finger,
Yazoo,
CMW,
T. Rex,
a-ha,
The American Breed,
Girls At Our Best!,
Nation of Ulysses,
Duran Duran,
The Move,
Radiohead,
Mad Mike,
Max Romeo,
Bobby Byrd,
Mantronix,
Funky Four + One,
Organ,
Sparks,
Flamin' Groovies,
Los Fastidios,
Sällskapet,
Franke,
Fat Boys,
Lou Christie,
X-101,
Michelle Simonal,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Gang of Four,
Stiv Bators,
Ohio Players,
Absolute Body Control,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Tommy Roe,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Yaz,
Johnny Osbourne,
Strawberry Alarm Clock, Strawberry Alarm Clock, Strawberry Alarm Clock, Strawberry Alarm Clock.
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.