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 Jordan and from Bremen.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Reuben Wilson to the disco 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 Swans. All the underground hits.
All Lou Reed tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nation of Ulysses record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
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 The Sisters of Mercy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Normal,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Sam Rivers,
Smog,
Lebanon Hanover,
Circle Jerks,
Sparks,
Marc Almond,
Quando Quango,
Depeche Mode,
Minny Pops,
Sällskapet,
Public Image Ltd.,
Fat Boys,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
L. Decosne,
Lyres,
The Birthday Party,
Gang of Four,
Chris & Cosey,
Frankie Knuckles,
Angry Samoans,
Magma,
Symarip,
Erykah Badu,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Boogie Down Productions,
Brass Construction,
Pole,
The Cramps,
The Happenings,
Matthew Bourne,
Mantronix,
Kaleidoscope,
Hot Snakes,
The Angels of Light,
the Germs,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Aloha Tigers,
Arcadia,
The Modern Lovers,
The Gladiators,
Excepter,
The Seeds,
Ronan,
Jeff Mills,
EPMD,
Guru Guru,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Last Poets,
Malaria!,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
H. Thieme,
Max Romeo,
The Smiths,
Jerry's Kids,
Joey Negro,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
cv313,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Joensuu 1685,
Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry.
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.