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 Spain and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Basic Channel to the rock 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 Matthew Halsall. All the underground hits.
All One Last Wish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Junior Murvin 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Urselle record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
LL Cool J,
The Victims,
Joy Division,
It's A Beautiful Day,
cv313,
Tim Buckley,
The Neon Judgement,
Visage,
Alton Ellis,
Aswad,
Camberwell Now,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Ten City,
The Moleskins,
Ken Boothe,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Newcleus,
Little Man,
Crispian St. Peters,
Graham Central Station,
Andrew Hill,
Con Funk Shun,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Yellowson,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Todd Terry,
Stockholm Monsters,
Ronan,
Masters at Work,
Index,
Man Parrish,
Sexual Harrassment,
MDC,
Loose Ends,
Lyres,
UT,
Mars,
T.S.O.L.,
Quadrant,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Glambeats Corp.,
Dorothy Ashby,
Shoche,
Man Eating Sloth,
Nation of Ulysses,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Pylon,
Hasil Adkins,
Bill Wells,
Peter & Gordon,
Ohio Players,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Glenn Branca,
Scan 7,
Pantaleimon,
Tears for Fears,
L. Decosne,
Niagra,
Sparks,
the Sonics,
Crash Course in Science, Crash Course in Science, Crash Course in Science, Crash Course in Science.
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.