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 Bhutan and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise 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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 linndrum 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 Au Pairs to the dance 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 Leonard Cohen. All the underground hits.
All The Smoke tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roxy Music record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 guitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Monks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camouflage,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
MDC,
Soft Machine,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Robert Görl,
Bobby Sherman,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Section 25,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Loose Ends,
The Pop Group,
Jimmy McGriff,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
CMW,
The Fortunes,
Harry Pussy,
Neu!,
Pylon,
The Five Americans,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Smoke,
The Misunderstood,
Tom Boy,
Yusef Lateef,
The Slackers,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Gang Green,
Stereo Dub,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Shoche,
Zapp,
The Beau Brummels,
The Walker Brothers,
Rapeman,
The Fire Engines,
New York Dolls,
The Evens,
The Detroit Cobras,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Ice-T,
Altered Images,
Bronski Beat,
Cymande,
UT,
JFA,
Severed Heads,
Half Japanese,
Suicide,
Ralphi Rosario,
Donald Byrd,
Mark Hollis,
Marc Almond,
James White and The Blacks,
Oneida,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Flamin' Groovies,
Rod Modell,
Royal Trux, Royal Trux, Royal Trux, Royal Trux.
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.