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 Kyrgyzstan and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 organ 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 Babytalk to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 DeepChord presents Echospace. All the underground hits.
All Jawbox tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Man Parrish record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 snare and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Jesus and Mary Chain record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joe Smooth,
Marine Girls,
Lakeside,
Colin Newman,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Quando Quango,
the Swans,
These Immortal Souls,
Eric Copeland,
CMW,
Erykah Badu,
China Crisis,
Motorama,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Icehouse,
The Count Five,
Aloha Tigers,
Stereo Dub,
La Düsseldorf,
Country Joe & The Fish,
the Association,
Bill Wells,
The Gun Club,
The American Breed,
The Litter,
Robert Wyatt,
Dave Gahan,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Boogie Down Productions,
Fatback Band,
Tropical Tobacco,
Lucky Dragons,
The Doobie Brothers,
Liliput,
Crime,
Rites of Spring,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Johnny Osbourne,
Gabor Szabo,
Guru Guru,
Altered Images,
Ten City,
Al Stewart,
X-Ray Spex,
Moby Grape,
The Slackers,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Pylon,
Monks,
Parry Music,
Sandy B,
Khruangbin,
Tubeway Army,
Lungfish,
Johnny Clarke,
Boz Scaggs,
Intrusion,
Bobby Hutcherson,
KRS-One,
The Associates,
Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters.
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.