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 Jamaica and from Mumbai.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 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 Michelle Simonal to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Lou Reed & John Cale. All the underground hits.
All Cheater Slicks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Drive Like Jehu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Liliput,
Negative Approach,
Nico,
Rufus Thomas,
Minny Pops,
Graham Central Station,
Magazine,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Sunsets and Hearts,
R.M.O.,
Youth Brigade,
Idris Muhammad,
The Alarm Clocks,
Popol Vuh,
Masters at Work,
Moebius,
Bobby Byrd,
Jeff Lynne,
Ten City,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Yazoo,
Black Pus,
Jerry's Kids,
Quando Quango,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Moody Blues,
The Selecter,
Harry Pussy,
EPMD,
Schoolly D,
Tres Demented,
Ice-T,
The Seeds,
Royal Trux,
The Durutti Column,
Procol Harum,
Wire,
Barry Ungar,
Intrusion,
Mad Mike,
Pierre Henry,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Cowsills,
Kenny Larkin,
Tomorrow,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Soul II Soul,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
John Foxx,
Blossom Toes,
Bill Wells,
Khruangbin,
The Music Machine,
The Angels of Light,
Robert Wyatt,
Patti Smith,
Erasure,
Alphaville,
Neil Young,
DJ Style,
Hoover,
FM Einheit,
Grauzone,
Aswad, Aswad, Aswad, Aswad.
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.