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 Bahamas and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Seoul.
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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch to the rock 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 Jeff Mills. All the underground hits.
All Franke tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Warren Ellis 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 guitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Franke record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Donald Byrd,
Amon Düül,
Barrington Levy,
Scott Walker,
Vladislav Delay,
Icehouse,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Black Dice,
The Mojo Men,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
June Days,
Bob Dylan,
The Sonics,
Laurel Aitken,
The Dead C,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Pylon,
48th St. Collective,
The Golliwogs,
The Fortunes,
Hot Snakes,
Hashim,
Theoretical Girls,
Gil Scott Heron,
Blossom Toes,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Music Machine,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Soulsonic Force,
Juan Atkins,
PIL,
Tomorrow,
The Gap Band,
ABBA,
Shoche,
The Monochrome Set,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Chrome,
Excepter,
Stereo Dub,
The Angels of Light,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Jerry's Kids,
John Lydon,
Marine Girls,
Yusef Lateef,
Underground Resistance,
Qualms,
The Dave Clark Five,
Intrusion,
Pharoah Sanders,
Accadde A,
Siglo XX,
Yazoo,
Liliput,
The Cowsills,
Supertramp,
Fugazi,
The Blackbyrds, The Blackbyrds, The Blackbyrds, The Blackbyrds.
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.