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 Belize and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South 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 Section 25 to the crunk 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 Pagans. All the underground hits.
All Warren Ellis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Graham Central Station 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nico record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Neil Young,
Basic Channel,
Arcadia,
Soft Cell,
Brand Nubian,
Pantytec,
Altered Images,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Crispy Ambulance,
Yellowson,
Quantec,
Pylon,
Grey Daturas,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Alphaville,
Black Pus,
James White and The Blacks,
ABC,
The Associates,
Silicon Teens,
Soulsonic Force,
Letta Mbulu,
Amazonics,
Easy Going,
The Golliwogs,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Swans,
Eden Ahbez,
Fad Gadget,
Pierre Henry,
Sugar Minott,
The Trojans,
ABBA,
Blossom Toes,
Al Stewart,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Kool Moe Dee,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Clear Light,
Saccharine Trust,
The Doobie Brothers,
Tropical Tobacco,
Guru Guru,
Sound Behaviour,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Scion,
Matthew Halsall,
Supertramp,
Flamin' Groovies,
Pharoah Sanders,
Pagans,
Niagra,
The Cure,
The Seeds,
Gil Scott Heron,
Lalo Schifrin,
Schoolly D,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Dave Gahan, Dave Gahan, Dave Gahan, Dave Gahan.
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.