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 Ireland and from Manila.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Madrid.
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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Lou Christie to the jazz 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 Pet Shop Boys. All the underground hits.
All EPMD tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alice Coltrane record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tomorrow record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David Bowie,
Malaria!,
Tommy Roe,
Black Moon,
Wasted Youth,
The Cowsills,
the Slits,
Unrelated Segments,
Sight & Sound,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
cv313,
Altered Images,
Jandek,
Jesper Dahlback,
ABBA,
Pantytec,
Chrome,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
DJ Sneak,
Connie Case,
the Soft Cell,
Underground Resistance,
Shuggie Otis,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Charles Mingus,
Kayak,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Soul II Soul,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Vogues,
Donald Byrd,
Cal Tjader,
Panda Bear,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
48th St. Collective,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Slits,
Hot Snakes,
Throbbing Gristle,
Sam Rivers,
Khruangbin,
Heaven 17,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The New Christs,
Spandau Ballet,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Model 500,
Nils Olav,
The Monochrome Set,
The Last Poets,
Camberwell Now,
Funkadelic,
Kaleidoscope,
Banda Bassotti,
Vladislav Delay,
Visage,
Scion,
Blake Baxter,
Terry Callier,
The Barracudas,
Basic Channel,
Lightning Bolt,
Lee Hazlewood, Lee Hazlewood, Lee Hazlewood, Lee Hazlewood.
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.