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 Korea South and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 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 Simply Red to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Pylon. All the underground hits.
All Nico tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Todd Terry record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 linndrum and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Niagra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Gong,
Ornette Coleman,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Gang Green,
LL Cool J,
Arcadia,
The Seeds,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Sound,
CMW,
Brick,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Walker Brothers,
Desert Stars,
Cymande,
The Angels of Light,
Public Image Ltd.,
Howard Jones,
Man Parrish,
Spandau Ballet,
Gang Starr,
The Residents,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Pharoah Sanders,
Youth Brigade,
Soul II Soul,
The Gap Band,
Ultra Naté,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Yaz,
Faraquet,
Monolake,
The Gun Club,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Adolescents,
Niagra,
Pagans,
The Music Machine,
Lalann,
MC5,
Bang On A Can,
Robert Görl,
T.S.O.L.,
Groovy Waters,
Sun Ra,
Altered Images,
Pierre Henry,
Tommy Roe,
Electric Prunes,
The Misunderstood,
Kaleidoscope,
Mission of Burma,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Derrick Morgan,
Joy Division,
the Germs,
Maurizio,
Hasil Adkins,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Dorothy Ashby,
Barrington Levy,
the Slits, the Slits, the Slits, the Slits.
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.