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 Lesotho 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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and New York.
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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the sitar 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 Fluxion to the disco 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 Hardrive. All the underground hits.
All Todd Terry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Metal Thangz 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Stiv Bators record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Crispy Ambulance,
In Retrospect,
Marshall Jefferson,
Rapeman,
Joe Finger,
Suburban Knight,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
La Düsseldorf,
Dark Day,
Oblivians,
Yellowson,
Mary Jane Girls,
Ice-T,
Bauhaus,
Sexual Harrassment,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Throbbing Gristle,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Real Kids,
Television Personalities,
the Human League,
Tim Buckley,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Darondo,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Jerry's Kids,
Y Pants,
Q and Not U,
Grandmaster Flash,
Bill Near,
The Dave Clark Five,
Infiniti,
a-ha,
Ornette Coleman,
Jacob Miller,
MC5,
Black Pus,
Deepchord,
Lucky Dragons,
Gong,
Erasure,
Moss Icon,
Skaos,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Doors,
Massinfluence,
10cc,
Deadbeat,
Audionom,
John Foxx,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
FM Einheit,
Q65,
the Association,
Todd Rundgren,
Todd Terry,
D'Angelo, D'Angelo, D'Angelo, D'Angelo.
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.