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 Ecuador and from Philadelphia.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Echospace to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Gang Starr. All the underground hits.
All The Mummies tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pierre Henry record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Dave Clark Five record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Black Sheep,
R.M.O.,
The Gun Club,
John Holt,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Wire,
Kenny Larkin,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
In Retrospect,
John Cale,
These Immortal Souls,
The J.B.'s,
The Kinks,
Suburban Knight,
Hot Snakes,
Gang of Four,
Con Funk Shun,
The American Breed,
The Invisible,
The Seeds,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Michelle Simonal,
Dark Day,
Cymande,
Ornette Coleman,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
the Sonics,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Joyce Sims,
Q and Not U,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Television,
Malaria!,
Terry Callier,
Pylon,
Gong,
Sarah Menescal,
Country Teasers,
Bizarre Inc.,
Harry Pussy,
Cluster,
Fat Boys,
Bronski Beat,
Minor Threat,
Drexciya,
X-Ray Spex,
Joe Finger,
The Cowsills,
Mars,
Supertramp,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Offenders,
Ralphi Rosario,
FM Einheit,
Echospace,
Pere Ubu,
Tim Buckley,
Trumans Water, Trumans Water, Trumans Water, Trumans Water.
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.