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 Peru and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Spokane.
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 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 Monolake to the punk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish. All the underground hits.
All Groovy Waters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soft Cell record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 rhodes and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Moebius record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dennis Brown,
Dave Gahan,
Panda Bear,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Scientists,
DJ Style,
Stockholm Monsters,
Sam Rivers,
Outsiders,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Oneida,
Jawbox,
B.T. Express,
Delta 5,
Slave,
The Litter,
Delon & Dalcan,
Grauzone,
The Searchers,
Unrelated Segments,
Warsaw,
The Red Krayola,
Bad Manners,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Scratch Acid,
OOIOO,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Mandrill,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Dark Day,
Archie Shepp,
Malaria!,
Connie Case,
E-Dancer,
The Victims,
Harmonia,
Scott Walker,
Rod Modell,
Magazine,
Sexual Harrassment,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Rosa Yemen,
Bob Dylan,
Barrington Levy,
Bobby Womack,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Neon Judgement,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Whodini,
The Last Poets,
The Doors,
Patti Smith,
Todd Terry,
The American Breed,
Dual Sessions,
Lalann,
Soul Sonic Force,
Das Ding,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Pantytec,
Peter & Gordon, Peter & Gordon, Peter & Gordon, Peter & Gordon.
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.