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 Argentina and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 Portland and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon to the techno 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 Tears for Fears. All the underground hits.
All Harpers Bizarre tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Justin Hinds & The Dominoes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a One Last Wish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
L. Decosne,
Charles Mingus,
Vainqueur,
Blossom Toes,
The Count Five,
Heaven 17,
The Residents,
Gregory Isaacs,
Bauhaus,
EPMD,
Talk Talk,
Interpol,
Harmonia,
Boogie Down Productions,
Neu!,
Erasure,
Jimmy McGriff,
Outsiders,
Maleditus Sound,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Smoke,
Jerry's Kids,
Grey Daturas,
Unrelated Segments,
Slick Rick,
Funkadelic,
Q65,
The Velvet Underground,
Godley & Creme,
Kayak,
The Five Americans,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Junior Murvin,
The Modern Lovers,
Drive Like Jehu,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Stockholm Monsters,
Organ,
Altered Images,
cv313,
Roger Hodgson,
F. McDonald,
Dennis Brown,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Suicide,
The Mummies,
The Searchers,
Eli Mardock,
James White and The Blacks,
Television Personalities,
PIL,
Yazoo,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Althea and Donna,
Sarah Menescal,
Gil Scott Heron,
Thompson Twins,
Robert Hood,
Lebanon Hanover,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Nico, Nico, Nico, Nico.
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.