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 Zimbabwe and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Q and Not U to the punk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Grauzone. All the underground hits.
All Stiv Bators tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Funkadelic 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 '60s 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 Fifty Foot Hose record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sandy B,
Grandmaster Flash,
Danielle Patucci,
Carl Craig,
Von Mondo,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Black Sheep,
Soft Machine,
Fela Kuti,
ABC,
Saccharine Trust,
a-ha,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Darondo,
B.T. Express,
Buzzcocks,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Piero Umiliani,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Delon & Dalcan,
Jawbox,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
CMW,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
David Axelrod,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Liliput,
the Bar-Kays,
Flash Fearless,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Second Layer,
Neu!,
Chris & Cosey,
Pole,
Babytalk,
Sound Behaviour,
Symarip,
Surgeon,
Talk Talk,
Pierre Henry,
Rosa Yemen,
Swell Maps,
Ultra Naté,
Peter and Kerry,
Zero Boys,
Easy Going,
AZ,
Graham Central Station,
Crispy Ambulance,
Dave Gahan,
Grey Daturas,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Wake,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Smiths,
Matthew Halsall,
Youth Brigade,
Cal Tjader,
Gong,
Black Flag,
Kaleidoscope,
The Motions,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse.
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.