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 Morocco and from Madrid.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Shanghai.
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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Wire to the techno 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 Sugar Minott. All the underground hits.
All Sonic Youth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gichy Dan 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?
Yazoo,
Jacob Miller,
Sight & Sound,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Pantaleimon,
Sun City Girls,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Bauhaus,
kango's stein massive,
The Monochrome Set,
Magma,
Jandek,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Morten Harket,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Chris Corsano,
Tears for Fears,
Bootsy Collins,
L. Decosne,
Duran Duran,
The Motions,
Radiopuhelimet,
Mad Mike,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Sun Ra,
Godley & Creme,
Drexciya,
ABBA,
Matthew Halsall,
10cc,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Accadde A,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Howard Jones,
Visage,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Tres Demented,
Basic Channel,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Bob Dylan,
Flamin' Groovies,
Little Man,
the Soft Cell,
Grauzone,
Qualms,
Slave,
R.M.O.,
Goldenarms,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Sam Rivers,
June of 44,
Sällskapet,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Rufus Thomas,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Raincoats,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Searchers,
Fluxion,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots.
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.