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 Portugal and from Stockholm.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
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 Babytalk to the disco 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 The Beau Brummels. All the underground hits.
All Stiv Bators tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Essential Logic 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Barracudas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Warren Ellis,
Von Mondo,
DJ Sneak,
The Red Krayola,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Faraquet,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Intrusion,
These Immortal Souls,
Pierre Henry,
Ultimate Spinach,
Warsaw,
Crispian St. Peters,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Move,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
CMW,
Ituana,
Ralphi Rosario,
Davy DMX,
Glenn Branca,
DNA,
Visage,
Jawbox,
The Litter,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Country Teasers,
The Names,
FM Einheit,
La Düsseldorf,
Au Pairs,
Kaleidoscope,
Carl Craig,
Ornette Coleman,
the Association,
Nation of Ulysses,
New Age Steppers,
Zapp,
The Misunderstood,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Golliwogs,
Grey Daturas,
Danielle Patucci,
Rotary Connection,
Babytalk,
Steve Hackett,
a-ha,
Scratch Acid,
Nirvana,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Evens,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Fatback Band,
Livin' Joy,
Morten Harket,
The Young Rascals,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Residents,
Outsiders,
The Dirtbombs, The Dirtbombs, The Dirtbombs, The Dirtbombs.
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.