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 Montenegro and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 güiro 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 Vainqueur to the rap 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 Amon Düül II. All the underground hits.
All F. McDonald tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mo-Dettes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ultramagnetic MC's record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kerrie Biddell,
Jacob Miller,
Parry Music,
Jacques Brel,
Gregory Isaacs,
U.S. Maple,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Radio Birdman,
Piero Umiliani,
The Monochrome Set,
AZ,
Connie Case,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Gerry Rafferty,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Warren Ellis,
Hasil Adkins,
Bronski Beat,
Minor Threat,
Fat Boys,
Jawbox,
Stiv Bators,
Marine Girls,
Amon Düül,
Scion,
The Move,
The Names,
The Black Dice,
The Dead C,
The Invisible,
Absolute Body Control,
Sun City Girls,
World's Most,
Ituana,
Roy Ayers,
Prince Buster,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Knickerbockers,
The Dave Clark Five,
Intrusion,
Jeff Lynne,
Rapeman,
Chris & Cosey,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Lakeside,
Blancmange,
Derrick Morgan,
Dave Gahan,
The Smoke,
John Lydon,
Maleditus Sound,
The Fire Engines,
Marmalade,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Nick Fraelich,
OOIOO,
The Detroit Cobras,
Amazonics,
Stetsasonic,
Kool Moe Dee,
Henry Cow,
Anakelly,
The Dirtbombs,
Fifty Foot Hose, Fifty Foot Hose, Fifty Foot Hose, Fifty Foot Hose.
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.