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 Angola and from Houston.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 David Bowie 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 MC5 to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Warsaw. All the underground hits.
All Gang Starr tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Music Machine record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 808 and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Reagan Youth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Vladislav Delay,
John Foxx,
Panda Bear,
Morten Harket,
Joe Finger,
Grey Daturas,
Charles Mingus,
Siglo XX,
The Monochrome Set,
Skarface,
Boz Scaggs,
The Busters,
Talk Talk,
Susan Cadogan,
Iggy Pop,
Deepchord,
Johnny Clarke,
Zero Boys,
The Blackbyrds,
The Slackers,
X-102,
Jacob Miller,
Harpers Bizarre,
EPMD,
The Beau Brummels,
Public Image Ltd.,
Colin Newman,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Donny Hathaway,
Jeru the Damaja,
Matthew Bourne,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Los Fastidios,
The Move,
Unwound,
Ice-T,
Dark Day,
Rufus Thomas,
The Cure,
Andrew Hill,
Gastr Del Sol,
Roxy Music,
Moss Icon,
The Pretty Things,
Hashim,
June Days,
The Human League,
Mr. Review,
Wasted Youth,
Sonic Youth,
Eddi Front,
Danielle Patucci,
Von Mondo,
Symarip,
Kenny Larkin,
Sex Pistols,
Mo-Dettes,
Girls At Our Best!,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Residents,
B.T. Express,
Scan 7,
T. Rex,
The Velvet Underground,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux.
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.