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 New Zealand and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 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 Radio Birdman to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Josef K. All the underground hits.
All Brass Construction tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Detroit Cobras record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Vladislav Delay record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eli Mardock,
The Dead C,
One Last Wish,
The Mojo Men,
Roxy Music,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Angels of Light,
The Black Dice,
Steve Hackett,
Crash Course in Science,
UT,
Bauhaus,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Marine Girls,
Royal Trux,
The Gap Band,
Young Marble Giants,
Pantaleimon,
Gabor Szabo,
John Foxx,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Mars,
Donald Byrd,
Radiohead,
FM Einheit,
Hashim,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Star Department,
X-101,
The Doors,
Kenny Larkin,
Franke,
Outsiders,
Oblivians,
Gastr Del Sol,
Susan Cadogan,
The Gladiators,
Sparks,
Johnny Osbourne,
Quando Quango,
The Five Americans,
China Crisis,
DJ Sneak,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Reuben Wilson,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Ponytail,
The Fugs,
Silicon Teens,
Shuggie Otis,
Avey Tare,
The Invisible,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
T.S.O.L.,
The Misunderstood,
Zapp,
Roy Ayers,
Sam Rivers,
The Tremeloes,
David McCallum,
Minny Pops,
Mo-Dettes,
Ornette Coleman, Ornette Coleman, Ornette Coleman, Ornette Coleman.
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.