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 Tanzania and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Stereo Dub to the punk 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 Duran Duran. All the underground hits.
All Bauhaus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobbi Humphrey record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fall record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fugazi,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Wasted Youth,
The J.B.'s,
Sparks,
The Raincoats,
FM Einheit,
Eli Mardock,
Sun Ra,
Ice-T,
The United States of America,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Ituana,
Tropical Tobacco,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Connie Case,
the Swans,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Associates,
Stereo Dub,
The Standells,
Kurtis Blow,
The Zeros,
Sugar Minott,
Jerry's Kids,
The Young Rascals,
Piero Umiliani,
Moss Icon,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Hasil Adkins,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Trojans,
Kool Moe Dee,
Chris & Cosey,
Bobby Hutcherson,
In Retrospect,
Darondo,
Con Funk Shun,
Y Pants,
The Angels of Light,
Circle Jerks,
Young Marble Giants,
Aswad,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Sound Behaviour,
Ronnie Foster,
Delta 5,
The Techniques,
Rosa Yemen,
Motorama,
Erasure,
Essential Logic,
Severed Heads,
Deakin,
Funky Four + One,
The Alarm Clocks,
Dual Sessions,
Au Pairs,
Smog,
The Music Machine,
The Golliwogs,
Kerrie Biddell, Kerrie Biddell, Kerrie Biddell, Kerrie Biddell.
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.