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 Swaziland and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 guitar 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 Glambeats Corp. to the rock 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 Ronan. All the underground hits.
All Rhythm & Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every New Age Steppers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 harpsichord and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bootsy's Rubber Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Outsiders,
Anakelly,
Harmonia,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Black Flag,
John Foxx,
Lee Hazlewood,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Neon Judgement,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Average White Band,
D'Angelo,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
AZ,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Walker Brothers,
Matthew Bourne,
Ponytail,
Metal Thangz,
New York Dolls,
Arcadia,
Mark Hollis,
Hashim,
Jandek,
B.T. Express,
F. McDonald,
The Misunderstood,
Sarah Menescal,
Pylon,
Reuben Wilson,
The Associates,
The Last Poets,
The Cowsills,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Panda Bear,
The Victims,
Minutemen,
Rakim,
This Heat,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Lyres,
Japan,
Bobby Womack,
Jeff Lynne,
Essential Logic,
Cluster,
Black Pus,
Pantaleimon,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Mantronix,
Wolf Eyes,
Yusef Lateef,
the Slits,
Sound Behaviour,
Oneida,
Thee Headcoats,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Public Enemy,
Faust,
Joe Smooth, Joe Smooth, Joe Smooth, Joe Smooth.
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.