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 Antigua and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 Columbus and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 theremin 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 Grauzone to the grunge 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 The Associates. All the underground hits.
All Monks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Lydon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a It's A Beautiful Day record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Donny Hathaway,
Icehouse,
Josef K,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Minnie Riperton,
Sam Rivers,
Wally Richardson,
Laurel Aitken,
Section 25,
Bad Manners,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Jawbox,
The Invisible,
Prince Buster,
Godley & Creme,
Alison Limerick,
Minny Pops,
The Blues Magoos,
Japan,
Pharoah Sanders,
Nirvana,
The Saints,
Sound Behaviour,
Archie Shepp,
Vainqueur,
Sandy B,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Toni Rubio,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Hot Snakes,
The Toasters,
Negative Approach,
The Gories,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Mantronix,
The Sound,
Malaria!,
Henry Cow,
The Smoke,
Matthew Bourne,
Glenn Branca,
Lungfish,
Gang of Four,
Sun City Girls,
Massinfluence,
Lower 48,
DJ Sneak,
Arthur Verocai,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Absolute Body Control,
Peter and Kerry,
Rotary Connection,
the Normal,
Nik Kershaw,
Roy Ayers,
Lalann,
The Slits,
Camberwell Now, Camberwell Now, Camberwell Now, Camberwell Now.
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.