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 Cambodia and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Pussy Galore to the rock kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Joensuu 1685. All the underground hits.
All Pet Shop Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Holt record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 marimba and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Crash Course in Science record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Quadrant,
Ossler,
Morten Harket,
X-101,
Rotary Connection,
The Busters,
Camberwell Now,
Gil Scott Heron,
Joyce Sims,
The Standells,
Rhythm & Sound,
Prince Buster,
Chris Corsano,
The Dirtbombs,
Anthony Braxton,
The Misunderstood,
Black Flag,
FM Einheit,
Kenny Larkin,
Jimmy McGriff,
Symarip,
The Martian,
The Zeros,
Public Image Ltd.,
Gichy Dan,
Kas Product,
Unwound,
a-ha,
The Divine Comedy,
Underground Resistance,
The Fall,
Organ,
Jeff Mills,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Pretty Things,
The Cowsills,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Pantaleimon,
X-Ray Spex,
K-Klass,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Brass Construction,
Derrick May,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Dorothy Ashby,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Barracudas,
Depeche Mode,
Sonic Youth,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Walker Brothers,
Dennis Brown,
Peter and Kerry,
The Blues Magoos,
the Sonics,
the Bar-Kays,
Angry Samoans,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
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.