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 United Kingdom and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 synthesizer 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 Rosa Yemen to the jazz 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 Duran Duran. All the underground hits.
All Carl Craig tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Make Up 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Leaves record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marc Almond,
Sexual Harrassment,
Sällskapet,
Flash Fearless,
Nas,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
New Order,
Bluetip,
Delon & Dalcan,
Average White Band,
La Düsseldorf,
Aswad,
Oblivians,
The Gun Club,
Dave Gahan,
Ludus,
Funkadelic,
Ronnie Foster,
the Swans,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Motions,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Eurythmics,
Ponytail,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Maurizio,
Sun Ra,
MDC,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Gap Band,
The Electric Prunes,
Nik Kershaw,
Rufus Thomas,
The Zeros,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
John Foxx,
The Toasters,
Cal Tjader,
Moss Icon,
The Names,
Arcadia,
Gong,
Q65,
Iggy Pop,
Derrick May,
John Coltrane,
The Smoke,
Can,
Young Marble Giants,
Hoover,
Second Layer,
Parry Music,
Neu!,
Sam Rivers,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Siglo XX,
The Mojo Men,
The Durutti Column,
Marcia Griffiths,
Carl Craig,
Lower 48,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Archie Shepp, Archie Shepp, Archie Shepp, Archie Shepp.
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.