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 Angola and from New York.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Mark Hollis to the rap kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 FM Einheit. All the underground hits.
All Sex Pistols tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jerry's Kids 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 a linndrum and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Schoolly D record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Leaves,
John Foxx,
The Divine Comedy,
The Seeds,
Blossom Toes,
Robert Wyatt,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Golliwogs,
Mars,
Erasure,
The Buckinghams,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Busters,
Marc Almond,
Piero Umiliani,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Rapeman,
Donny Hathaway,
Bronski Beat,
R.M.O.,
The Last Poets,
Agent Orange,
Talk Talk,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Danielle Patucci,
Fela Kuti,
The Durutti Column,
Pussy Galore,
Crispy Ambulance,
Reuben Wilson,
Don Cherry,
Gastr Del Sol,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Soft Cell,
Flipper,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Connie Case,
Minor Threat,
Scratch Acid,
Vladislav Delay,
10cc,
EPMD,
The Mummies,
The Star Department,
Mo-Dettes,
Cymande,
Section 25,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Lungfish,
Aloha Tigers,
Susan Cadogan,
Glambeats Corp.,
T.S.O.L.,
Wings,
DNA,
Dennis Brown,
Kaleidoscope,
One Last Wish, One Last Wish, One Last Wish, One Last Wish.
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.