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 Romania and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Mumbai.
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 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 Warsaw to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Thee Headcoats. All the underground hits.
All The Music Machine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Boredoms 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soul Sonic Force record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roxy Music,
Sister Nancy,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Cameo,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Real Kids,
Basic Channel,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Organ,
D'Angelo,
Parry Music,
Roger Hodgson,
Y Pants,
Mo-Dettes,
Lakeside,
Kurtis Blow,
Warren Ellis,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Cal Tjader,
Joensuu 1685,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Sonics,
MC5,
Shuggie Otis,
The Wake,
Barry Ungar,
Anthony Braxton,
Morten Harket,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Wasted Youth,
These Immortal Souls,
The Litter,
John Coltrane,
The Monks,
Gang Starr,
Tears for Fears,
T.S.O.L.,
Oblivians,
The Gap Band,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Smoke,
Ultravox,
The Shadows of Knight,
the Sonics,
Buzzcocks,
The Barracudas,
Alton Ellis,
Susan Cadogan,
Erasure,
Freddie Wadling,
Make Up,
Jeru the Damaja,
the Normal,
Talk Talk,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Flesh Eaters,
Bronski Beat,
Gang Gang Dance,
Intrusion,
La Düsseldorf,
Gabor Szabo, Gabor Szabo, Gabor Szabo, Gabor Szabo.
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.