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 Swaziland and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 Massinfluence to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Scientists. All the underground hits.
All Laurel Aitken tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Index 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobby Womack record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hasil Adkins,
Gastr Del Sol,
Surgeon,
Circle Jerks,
Ohio Players,
Scientists,
Brass Construction,
Sight & Sound,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Public Image Ltd.,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Josef K,
the Germs,
Marshall Jefferson,
Siglo XX,
Boogie Down Productions,
Eli Mardock,
Blake Baxter,
Eurythmics,
Dorothy Ashby,
Darondo,
Godley & Creme,
Masters at Work,
Sandy B,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Jeff Lynne,
Supertramp,
Franke,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Litter,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Don Cherry,
Spandau Ballet,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Dave Clark Five,
Nick Fraelich,
X-Ray Spex,
Bizarre Inc.,
Negative Approach,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Invisible,
Mad Mike,
John Lydon,
The Raincoats,
Magazine,
Pharoah Sanders,
Das Ding,
Drexciya,
Pere Ubu,
John Foxx,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
AZ,
The Divine Comedy,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Spoonie Gee,
Qualms,
The Fuzztones,
The Shadows of Knight,
Oneida, Oneida, Oneida, Oneida.
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.