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 Mauritania and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Columbus.
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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Liliput to the techno 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 Vladislav Delay. All the underground hits.
All Supertramp tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Circle Jerks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 linndrum and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Silicon Teens record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Barrington Levy,
Duran Duran,
Alphaville,
Desert Stars,
Outsiders,
Judy Mowatt,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Tom Boy,
Hardrive,
World's Most,
Talk Talk,
X-101,
Icehouse,
Mars,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Harmonia,
Clear Light,
Quadrant,
the Slits,
Hot Snakes,
Animal Collective,
Magma,
Gastr Del Sol,
Mark Hollis,
Harpers Bizarre,
Qualms,
The Buckinghams,
Black Moon,
Ten City,
Nik Kershaw,
The Offenders,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Toasters,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Invisible,
Japan,
Davy DMX,
Donny Hathaway,
Mantronix,
Scientists,
Darondo,
The Barracudas,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Jeff Mills,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
cv313,
Television,
Aaron Thompson,
Radio Birdman,
Lalann,
The Doobie Brothers,
Can,
Arthur Verocai,
The Red Krayola,
Arab on Radar,
Robert Hood,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
E-Dancer,
Au Pairs,
The Golliwogs,
Reuben Wilson, Reuben Wilson, Reuben Wilson, Reuben Wilson.
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.