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 the UAE and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Beijing.
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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the güiro 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 Gong 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 X-Ray Spex. All the underground hits.
All Suicide tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Electric Prunes 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bill Near,
Flamin' Groovies,
Average White Band,
The Modern Lovers,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Blancmange,
Ronan,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Ken Boothe,
The United States of America,
MC5,
Man Parrish,
Surgeon,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Excepter,
Pet Shop Boys,
Underground Resistance,
the Soft Cell,
David Axelrod,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Red Krayola,
Gichy Dan,
John Lydon,
This Heat,
Zero Boys,
Fugazi,
The Names,
John Cale,
Donny Hathaway,
Max Romeo,
Qualms,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Reuben Wilson,
The Tremeloes,
Wings,
Mandrill,
Arcadia,
The Zeros,
Jeff Mills,
Skarface,
Toni Rubio,
Bluetip,
ABBA,
Pierre Henry,
Chris & Cosey,
Das Ding,
Sarah Menescal,
The Pretty Things,
Unwound,
The Smoke,
Harpers Bizarre,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Gladiators,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Terry Callier,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Section 25,
Au Pairs,
Ultravox,
Dawn Penn,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Deepchord, Deepchord, Deepchord, Deepchord.
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.