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 New Zealand and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 chamberlin 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 Rhythim Is Rhythim to the punk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Massinfluence. All the underground hits.
All Scott Walker tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fortunes 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Shadows of Knight record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
London Community Gospel Choir,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Trumans Water,
Danielle Patucci,
Marshall Jefferson,
Unwound,
Stereo Dub,
Cymande,
Heaven 17,
Flash Fearless,
Sister Nancy,
Joy Division,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Neu!,
Audionom,
Q65,
Althea and Donna,
Dark Day,
Dave Gahan,
Gil Scott Heron,
Oneida,
The Dirtbombs,
Intrusion,
The Selecter,
Kool Moe Dee,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Golliwogs,
Ultravox,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Robert Hood,
The Residents,
The Durutti Column,
Bobby Sherman,
Reuben Wilson,
Mars,
New Order,
Joyce Sims,
Ultra Naté,
Sixth Finger,
Second Layer,
Massinfluence,
Rosa Yemen,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Josef K,
Johnny Clarke,
The Slackers,
Cheater Slicks,
Groovy Waters,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Kerri Chandler,
Arcadia,
Tom Boy,
10cc,
Grandmaster Flash,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Hashim,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Eric Dolphy,
the Normal, the Normal, the Normal, the Normal.
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.