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 Jordan and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 harpsichord 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 Joensuu 1685 to the grunge 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 Michelle Simonal. All the underground hits.
All Banda Bassotti tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Derrick Morgan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Birthday Party,
Donald Byrd,
Tim Buckley,
Moss Icon,
The Raincoats,
Cheater Slicks,
Spandau Ballet,
Sällskapet,
Mr. Review,
Ultravox,
Nils Olav,
Basic Channel,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Outsiders,
Roger Hodgson,
Reuben Wilson,
The Music Machine,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Scrapy,
Organ,
The Sonics,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Cybotron,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Bill Near,
Aswad,
Laurel Aitken,
The Divine Comedy,
The Pretty Things,
The Trojans,
Sex Pistols,
Lightning Bolt,
Max Romeo,
Mantronix,
The Moleskins,
Tears for Fears,
The Barracudas,
Bootsy Collins,
Joy Division,
James White and The Blacks,
Nick Fraelich,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Tres Demented,
Surgeon,
Swell Maps,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Man Eating Sloth,
Althea and Donna,
Letta Mbulu,
Moebius,
The Grass Roots,
Neu!,
Delta 5,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Q65,
KRS-One,
The Blues Magoos,
Zero Boys,
Silicon Teens,
The Velvet Underground,
Schoolly D, Schoolly D, Schoolly D, Schoolly D.
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.