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 United Kingdom and from Houston.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Stockholm Monsters to the techno 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 Cameo. All the underground hits.
All Mark Hollis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Divine Comedy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sonny Sharrock 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?
Gastr Del Sol,
Gang Green,
DNA,
Idris Muhammad,
Erasure,
Schoolly D,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Morten Harket,
Gong,
Inner City,
Maurizio,
Crash Course in Science,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
China Crisis,
Aural Exciters,
Lyres,
Rakim,
Eddi Front,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Erykah Badu,
Brick,
Deakin,
The Skatalites,
Bill Wells,
Magma,
Pole,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Kevin Saunderson,
Rod Modell,
Blancmange,
Heaven 17,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Five Americans,
Matthew Bourne,
the Human League,
Amazonics,
The Knickerbockers,
Glenn Branca,
Sällskapet,
Boredoms,
The Monks,
cv313,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
T. Rex,
Dawn Penn,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
June of 44,
Michelle Simonal,
Bobby Byrd,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Chrome,
The Sound,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
AZ,
Dual Sessions,
Suburban Knight,
Young Marble Giants,
Kerri Chandler,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Misunderstood,
Qualms,
Deadbeat,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Jesper Dahlback, Jesper Dahlback, Jesper Dahlback, Jesper Dahlback.
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.