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 Marshall Islands and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Marine Girls to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Iggy Pop. All the underground hits.
All The Misunderstood tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Pop Group 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Half Japanese record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Reed,
Section 25,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Depeche Mode,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
the Slits,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Kas Product,
Joyce Sims,
The Kinks,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Sound Behaviour,
Moebius,
Swans,
Drexciya,
Brand Nubian,
Second Layer,
David McCallum,
Dawn Penn,
Johnny Osbourne,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Ituana,
The Sonics,
Delta 5,
The Red Krayola,
John Coltrane,
The J.B.'s,
F. McDonald,
The Slits,
cv313,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Janne Schatter,
Skriet,
KRS-One,
Alton Ellis,
Tim Buckley,
Peter & Gordon,
Dead Boys,
Monks,
Camberwell Now,
Scratch Acid,
Shoche,
Basic Channel,
Black Flag,
Gastr Del Sol,
Scrapy,
Black Moon,
The Velvet Underground,
Sister Nancy,
Silicon Teens,
The Dead C,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Alphaville,
Buzzcocks,
Chris Corsano,
the Fania All-Stars,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Terry Callier,
Unwound,
Gerry Rafferty,
Lower 48,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Avey Tare, Avey Tare, Avey Tare, Avey Tare.
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.