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 Guatemala and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 organ 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 Ludus to the rap kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 David McCallum. All the underground hits.
All Charles Mingus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jawbox record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Pop Group record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Accadde A,
Piero Umiliani,
Average White Band,
Yellowson,
Ossler,
David Bowie,
Skarface,
Pierre Henry,
The Trojans,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Big Daddy Kane,
Fugazi,
Nick Fraelich,
Tropical Tobacco,
Ohio Players,
Neil Young,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Boogie Down Productions,
Gil Scott Heron,
Todd Terry,
Suburban Knight,
Robert Hood,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Amon Düül II,
Lightning Bolt,
Don Cherry,
Delta 5,
Stockholm Monsters,
Dark Day,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Howard Jones,
Y Pants,
Maurizio,
Ten City,
Crooked Eye,
The Happenings,
Cheater Slicks,
Colin Newman,
Sister Nancy,
Sparks,
Spandau Ballet,
Excepter,
Bob Dylan,
The Index,
Jesper Dahlback,
Swans,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Bush Tetras,
the Association,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Oblivians,
Hasil Adkins,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Brand Nubian,
David Axelrod,
The Detroit Cobras,
Cameo,
Aswad,
H. Thieme, H. Thieme, H. Thieme, H. Thieme.
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.