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 Germany and from Tehran.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the sitar 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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Major Organ And The Adding Machine. All the underground hits.
All EPMD tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ultravox 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kings Of Tomorrow record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The United States of America,
Dave Gahan,
Howard Jones,
Skriet,
Rhythm & Sound,
Rites of Spring,
Mission of Burma,
Anakelly,
David Bowie,
Quadrant,
Rod Modell,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
the Slits,
Q65,
Fat Boys,
Darondo,
Rufus Thomas,
The Moleskins,
Jeff Mills,
Bluetip,
Mark Hollis,
Ken Boothe,
Outsiders,
Joensuu 1685,
Mantronix,
Man Parrish,
Malaria!,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Raincoats,
Sam Rivers,
These Immortal Souls,
Magma,
Sonny Sharrock,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Boz Scaggs,
Section 25,
Hoover,
Delon & Dalcan,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Supertramp,
Japan,
Infiniti,
Sun Ra,
K-Klass,
Iggy Pop,
Lee Hazlewood,
Popol Vuh,
Junior Murvin,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Cramps,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Connie Case,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Quando Quango,
Fugazi,
Robert Hood,
Curtis Mayfield,
Underground Resistance,
Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale.
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.