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 Solomon Islands and from Lyon.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Massinfluence 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 E-Dancer. All the underground hits.
All Pagans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Grass Roots record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sound Behaviour record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Byrd,
The Toasters,
Matthew Halsall,
Derrick May,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Barry Ungar,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Babytalk,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Underground Resistance,
Liliput,
Avey Tare,
Sight & Sound,
The Gories,
Newcleus,
Crash Course in Science,
Rod Modell,
Todd Terry,
Hot Snakes,
The Techniques,
Sparks,
James White and The Blacks,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Malaria!,
Barbara Tucker,
Cymande,
Outsiders,
Pere Ubu,
Piero Umiliani,
MDC,
Chris & Cosey,
R.M.O.,
The Monochrome Set,
Audionom,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Bill Wells,
John Holt,
Marcia Griffiths,
B.T. Express,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Pierre Henry,
Animal Collective,
10cc,
Jeff Lynne,
Matthew Bourne,
Roger Hodgson,
Blancmange,
Can,
The Mojo Men,
DJ Sneak,
Soft Cell,
Danielle Patucci,
The Kinks,
The Neon Judgement,
Kaleidoscope,
Fugazi,
The United States of America,
The Index,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Residents,
Black Bananas,
Lalann, Lalann, Lalann, Lalann.
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.