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 Afghanistan and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Joensuu 1685 to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Robert Görl. All the underground hits.
All Pulsallama tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stockholm Monsters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 a snare and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Desert Stars record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Loose Ends,
Sixth Finger,
Scan 7,
Tropical Tobacco,
cv313,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Terrestrial Tones,
CMW,
Connie Case,
Public Image Ltd.,
Quadrant,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Soul Sonic Force,
Ken Boothe,
Lower 48,
Gang Green,
Schoolly D,
Joe Finger,
Liliput,
Q65,
David Bowie,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Shadows of Knight,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Depeche Mode,
Kevin Saunderson,
Urselle,
Black Flag,
Buzzcocks,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Radiopuhelimet,
Echospace,
Heaven 17,
Kaleidoscope,
DJ Sneak,
Howard Jones,
Bob Dylan,
Rufus Thomas,
Bauhaus,
Black Pus,
The Gories,
Visage,
Severed Heads,
Susan Cadogan,
The Barracudas,
Symarip,
The Last Poets,
Monks,
Lightning Bolt,
James White and The Blacks,
Crash Course in Science,
Clear Light,
Basic Channel,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Gang Starr,
The Wake,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Warren Ellis,
Lalo Schifrin,
Scott Walker,
The Litter,
Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes.
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.