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 Albania and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 The Jesus and Mary Chain to the techno 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 Echospace. All the underground hits.
All Johnny Osbourne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Electric Light Orchestra record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 marimba and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Underground Resistance record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Wolf Eyes,
Deakin,
The Golliwogs,
Fluxion,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Fugs,
Jacques Brel,
Model 500,
Clear Light,
Joe Finger,
Intrusion,
Circle Jerks,
Nas,
Isaac Hayes,
Gerry Rafferty,
Technova,
Infiniti,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Albert Ayler,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Alarm Clocks,
Los Fastidios,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
LL Cool J,
the Fania All-Stars,
Delon & Dalcan,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Red Krayola,
Fatback Band,
Alison Limerick,
Mad Mike,
Soft Machine,
Hoover,
Cheater Slicks,
Todd Rundgren,
Aswad,
Grandmaster Flash,
Lou Reed,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Delta 5,
Amazonics,
Glenn Branca,
The Gun Club,
The Moody Blues,
The Shadows of Knight,
the Germs,
The Young Rascals,
The Star Department,
Reagan Youth,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
10cc,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Neon Judgement,
the Normal,
Toni Rubio,
Robert Wyatt,
Wasted Youth,
Cecil Taylor,
The Mojo Men, The Mojo Men, The Mojo Men, The Mojo Men.
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.