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 Togo and from Accra.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Accadde A to the punk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Soft Cell. All the underground hits.
All Glambeats Corp. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aswad record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Brass Construction record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Freddie Wadling,
Television,
Kevin Saunderson,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Half Japanese,
Quando Quango,
Maurizio,
Guru Guru,
Flipper,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Brick,
Black Flag,
Reagan Youth,
Basic Channel,
Brass Construction,
Model 500,
The Tremeloes,
Junior Murvin,
Ken Boothe,
Michelle Simonal,
Glambeats Corp.,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Andrew Hill,
The Sonics,
New York Dolls,
Nation of Ulysses,
Rotary Connection,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Moody Blues,
Mark Hollis,
Neil Young,
Boredoms,
Vladislav Delay,
The Trojans,
Matthew Halsall,
Fad Gadget,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Babytalk,
Skaos,
Lightning Bolt,
Crispian St. Peters,
Hardrive,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Sound Behaviour,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Raincoats,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Carl Craig,
Pussy Galore,
Joe Finger,
Lou Christie,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Newcleus,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Cheater Slicks,
Warren Ellis,
Roxy Music,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Mary Jane Girls, Mary Jane Girls, Mary Jane Girls, Mary Jane Girls.
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.