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 Poland and from Lille.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
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 Unwound to the rap kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Terrestrial Tones. All the underground hits.
All Sällskapet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Panda Bear record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kings Of Tomorrow record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Slits,
Rhythm & Sound,
Chris Corsano,
Grandmaster Flash,
La Düsseldorf,
The Associates,
Das Ding,
PIL,
The Techniques,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Swell Maps,
Royal Trux,
Circle Jerks,
Warren Ellis,
Flamin' Groovies,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Birthday Party,
Mark Hollis,
Godley & Creme,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Shuggie Otis,
Skaos,
D'Angelo,
Fluxion,
Fad Gadget,
Pere Ubu,
Leonard Cohen,
Maleditus Sound,
H. Thieme,
Unrelated Segments,
F. McDonald,
Camberwell Now,
Harpers Bizarre,
Toni Rubio,
The Pop Group,
The Standells,
The Invisible,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Section 25,
The Shadows of Knight,
Lakeside,
Throbbing Gristle,
Althea and Donna,
Animal Collective,
Heaven 17,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Soft Cell,
Andrew Hill,
Yaz,
Adolescents,
Urselle,
Eden Ahbez,
Suburban Knight,
Traffic Nightmare,
Los Fastidios,
Angry Samoans,
Cheater Slicks,
Erykah Badu,
Sugar Minott,
The Fugs, The Fugs, The Fugs, The Fugs.
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.