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 Iran and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 Shanghai and Lagos.
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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Negative Approach to the punk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Deadbeat. All the underground hits.
All John Holt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Motions 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a JFA record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grandmaster Flash,
Hoover,
Sight & Sound,
The Cramps,
Anthony Braxton,
Max Romeo,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Y Pants,
Marc Almond,
The Raincoats,
kango's stein massive,
Mission of Burma,
U.S. Maple,
Patti Smith,
The Standells,
Jandek,
Radiohead,
New York Dolls,
The New Christs,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Joensuu 1685,
Lebanon Hanover,
Marine Girls,
Dorothy Ashby,
Lucky Dragons,
Moebius,
The Evens,
Tres Demented,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Desert Stars,
Kool Moe Dee,
the Association,
Soft Cell,
The Remains,
Radiopuhelimet,
Supertramp,
Mo-Dettes,
Sarah Menescal,
Bootsy Collins,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Glenn Branca,
EPMD,
Fela Kuti,
Soulsonic Force,
The Monochrome Set,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Beau Brummels,
Los Fastidios,
Eli Mardock,
Skaos,
H. Thieme,
Fugazi,
Brass Construction,
The Velvet Underground,
Ornette Coleman,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
the Slits,
Jerry's Kids,
MC5,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Ituana,
The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers.
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.