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 Mozambique and from Jakarta.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Harmonia to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 A Certain Ratio. All the underground hits.
All Howard Jones tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu 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 marimba and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lebanon Hanover record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Theoretical Girls,
La Düsseldorf,
Scion,
Todd Rundgren,
Kerrie Biddell,
Morten Harket,
Mo-Dettes,
Schoolly D,
Dennis Brown,
Grey Daturas,
Livin' Joy,
Arthur Verocai,
8 Eyed Spy,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Ken Boothe,
a-ha,
Erasure,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Au Pairs,
Michelle Simonal,
Wasted Youth,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Negative Approach,
Hot Snakes,
Skarface,
Marmalade,
Quantec,
Funkadelic,
Kayak,
Arcadia,
One Last Wish,
The Remains,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Andrew Hill,
Man Eating Sloth,
Popol Vuh,
Carl Craig,
Delon & Dalcan,
Warsaw,
EPMD,
Eric Dolphy,
Underground Resistance,
Yellowson,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
John Cale,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Offenders,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Sound,
Pagans,
Crispy Ambulance,
Siglo XX,
Reagan Youth,
L. Decosne,
Joensuu 1685,
Lyres,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Cal Tjader,
Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes.
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.