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 Peru and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise 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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 guitar 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 Scan 7 to the punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 The Moleskins. All the underground hits.
All Gang Starr tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mission of Burma 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Move record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Whodini,
Animal Collective,
Ten City,
Eden Ahbez,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Hashim,
Chris & Cosey,
Radio Birdman,
Henry Cow,
Lalo Schifrin,
James White and The Blacks,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Fall,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Gichy Dan,
Eddi Front,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Cal Tjader,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Sun Ra,
Massinfluence,
The Golliwogs,
Funky Four + One,
Wire,
Sugar Minott,
Desert Stars,
Panda Bear,
New York Dolls,
Todd Terry,
Chrome,
KRS-One,
The Buckinghams,
The Fortunes,
The Electric Prunes,
Kurtis Blow,
Jeru the Damaja,
Sound Behaviour,
Oblivians,
Nik Kershaw,
Fad Gadget,
Sonic Youth,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Sarah Menescal,
Au Pairs,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Sonics,
Can,
Von Mondo,
Kaleidoscope,
The Gories,
The Shadows of Knight,
Moby Grape,
Kayak,
Reagan Youth,
Severed Heads,
Roy Ayers,
Porter Ricks,
The Busters,
Godley & Creme,
The Beau Brummels, The Beau Brummels, The Beau Brummels, The Beau Brummels.
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.