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 Rwanda and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 The Grass Roots to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Cecil Taylor. All the underground hits.
All Au Pairs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bill Near 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Heavy D & The Boyz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Depeche Mode,
Fad Gadget,
cv313,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Mark Hollis,
The Martian,
Traffic Nightmare,
Lyres,
Babytalk,
Johnny Clarke,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Dennis Brown,
The Toasters,
Brass Construction,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Barrington Levy,
Yellowson,
Fat Boys,
The Names,
James White and The Blacks,
Whodini,
Piero Umiliani,
Scan 7,
The Slackers,
Unrelated Segments,
Maleditus Sound,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Ponytail,
Josef K,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Busters,
Marvin Gaye,
Darondo,
Talk Talk,
Tres Demented,
Main Source,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
New Age Steppers,
Erasure,
Marcia Griffiths,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Girls At Our Best!,
Bauhaus,
The Cure,
Quadrant,
Ludus,
Boredoms,
Rufus Thomas,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Sällskapet,
Tropical Tobacco,
Khruangbin,
The Offenders,
David Bowie,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
DJ Style,
Michelle Simonal,
Reuben Wilson,
Gang of Four,
Mission of Burma,
Skarface,
Metal Thangz,
B.T. Express,
Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis.
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.