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 Kosovo and from Bremen.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
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 Gang Green to the techno kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Desert Stars. All the underground hits.
All Jacques Brel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jacques Brel 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Thee Headcoats record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
DJ Sneak,
Dual Sessions,
The Martian,
Animal Collective,
Ronan,
Big Daddy Kane,
Newcleus,
Gang Starr,
The Blues Magoos,
Toni Rubio,
Crash Course in Science,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Maleditus Sound,
Grandmaster Flash,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Reagan Youth,
Yazoo,
The Dave Clark Five,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Ludus,
Mantronix,
Television Personalities,
The Stooges,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
John Lydon,
E-Dancer,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Nik Kershaw,
Bob Dylan,
Altered Images,
kango's stein massive,
Roxette,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Piero Umiliani,
Bluetip,
UT,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Jimmy McGriff,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Zeros,
Guru Guru,
Gang Gang Dance,
Banda Bassotti,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Los Fastidios,
John Foxx,
The Fall,
The Birthday Party,
Japan,
Public Enemy,
Panda Bear,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Livin' Joy,
Black Pus,
Little Man,
Johnny Clarke,
Rufus Thomas,
Sonic Youth,
Maurizio,
Al Stewart, Al Stewart, Al Stewart, Al Stewart.
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.