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 Korea South and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 Holger Czukay 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 Matthew Bourne to the punk 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 Janne Schatter. All the underground hits.
All Teenage Jesus and the Jerks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mary Jane Girls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Stetsasonic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yaz,
Lindisfarne,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Swell Maps,
Sex Pistols,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Hot Snakes,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Cramps,
The Smoke,
Silicon Teens,
T. Rex,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
8 Eyed Spy,
World's Most,
Gastr Del Sol,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
CMW,
Kerri Chandler,
The Litter,
Michelle Simonal,
New Order,
Accadde A,
Gang Green,
Youth Brigade,
Godley & Creme,
Goldenarms,
DJ Style,
Boredoms,
The Cure,
Animal Collective,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Eddi Front,
Gabor Szabo,
Basic Channel,
Marshall Jefferson,
Hashim,
The Pop Group,
Suicide,
John Holt,
Prince Buster,
Chrome,
Reuben Wilson,
Scratch Acid,
David Axelrod,
Heaven 17,
The Real Kids,
Bobby Byrd,
Negative Approach,
Neil Young,
Ronan,
Kurtis Blow,
Skriet,
Tomorrow,
Josef K,
Eric Copeland,
Bronski Beat,
Steve Hackett,
Sixth Finger,
48th St. Collective, 48th St. Collective, 48th St. Collective, 48th St. Collective.
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.