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 Malawi and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle 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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 spring reverb 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 Ossler to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 8 Eyed Spy. All the underground hits.
All The Mummies tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Royal Trux 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Angels of Light & Akron/Family record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Sly & The Family Stone,
OOIOO,
Kas Product,
The Saints,
Albert Ayler,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Bobby Womack,
Country Teasers,
Liliput,
Erykah Badu,
Danielle Patucci,
Morten Harket,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Litter,
Little Man,
48th St. Collective,
Camberwell Now,
Simply Red,
Pulsallama,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Dave Clark Five,
John Holt,
Grandmaster Flash,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Lower 48,
Quantec,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Brass Construction,
Cameo,
CMW,
Qualms,
Yusef Lateef,
Technova,
John Lydon,
DJ Style,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Metal Thangz,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
World's Most,
MC5,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Interpol,
Wire,
The Remains,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Kerri Chandler,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Grey Daturas,
Cheater Slicks,
The Martian,
Mo-Dettes,
Reuben Wilson,
Steve Hackett,
Ituana,
Delta 5,
Soul II Soul,
Fad Gadget,
The United States of America,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Unwound,
Suburban Knight,
Scan 7, Scan 7, Scan 7, Scan 7.
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.