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 Monaco and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Camberwell Now to the electroclash 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 Crispy Ambulance. All the underground hits.
All Roxy Music tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kurtis Blow 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Todd Terry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Chris & Cosey,
EPMD,
The Busters,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Seeds,
ABBA,
Freddie Wadling,
Lalo Schifrin,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Crash Course in Science,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Youth Brigade,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Detroit Cobras,
Masters at Work,
Glenn Branca,
Schoolly D,
Tubeway Army,
the Slits,
Talk Talk,
X-102,
Aloha Tigers,
Erykah Badu,
Visage,
Blake Baxter,
Soft Cell,
Arcadia,
Gang Starr,
Tomorrow,
Bronski Beat,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Fall,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Make Up,
Hasil Adkins,
Archie Shepp,
Von Mondo,
Aswad,
Yaz,
Juan Atkins,
Pharoah Sanders,
Hashim,
Jacob Miller,
the Bar-Kays,
Absolute Body Control,
The Trojans,
Echospace,
Delta 5,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Sixth Finger,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Suicide,
Cecil Taylor,
Y Pants,
Jimmy McGriff,
Todd Rundgren,
Subhumans,
Dave Gahan,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Duran Duran,
Sugar Minott, Sugar Minott, Sugar Minott, Sugar Minott.
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.