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 Eritrea and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Cluster to the punk 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 Mo-Dettes. All the underground hits.
All Wire tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gary Puckett & The Union Gap record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flipper record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Boogie Down Productions,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Reuben Wilson,
Brick,
ABBA,
Silicon Teens,
The Velvet Underground,
The Seeds,
OOIOO,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Absolute Body Control,
The Move,
Accadde A,
Jerry's Kids,
Bootsy Collins,
Lower 48,
Roxy Music,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Blues Magoos,
The Walker Brothers,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Terrestrial Tones,
Basic Channel,
Zapp,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Shadows of Knight,
Pierre Henry,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
X-101,
David Bowie,
EPMD,
Byron Stingily,
The Sonics,
Flash Fearless,
Rakim,
The Grass Roots,
Sexual Harrassment,
Henry Cow,
Fear,
Index,
Bizarre Inc.,
Delon & Dalcan,
48th St. Collective,
Amon Düül II,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Monochrome Set,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Sugar Minott,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Symarip,
Surgeon,
Country Teasers,
Nas,
Piero Umiliani,
Au Pairs,
The Barracudas,
Darondo,
Swell Maps,
Fad Gadget,
Visage, Visage, Visage, Visage.
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.