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 Nepal and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 Bologna and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 The Associates to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Yellowson. All the underground hits.
All Soul II Soul tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alphaville record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Babytalk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Stooges,
Goldenarms,
Piero Umiliani,
Chris & Cosey,
Arcadia,
10cc,
Althea and Donna,
Mark Hollis,
H. Thieme,
Crash Course in Science,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Quantec,
Grandmaster Flash,
Guru Guru,
Surgeon,
Swell Maps,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Groovy Waters,
Main Source,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Royal Trux,
Connie Case,
Porter Ricks,
Negative Approach,
Gerry Rafferty,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Spandau Ballet,
John Cale,
Ultravox,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Rakim,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Wolf Eyes,
Minnie Riperton,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Trojans,
Eli Mardock,
Moss Icon,
Brand Nubian,
John Coltrane,
Malaria!,
Whodini,
The Sonics,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Nirvana,
This Heat,
Big Daddy Kane,
Tres Demented,
Newcleus,
Country Joe & The Fish,
World's Most,
Eden Ahbez,
a-ha,
Dave Gahan,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Faraquet,
Patti Smith,
ABC,
Ten City,
ABBA,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Joyce Sims,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band.
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.