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 St Lucia and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Jakarta.
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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Icehouse to the rock kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Sugar Minott. All the underground hits.
All The Techniques tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eurythmics 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a LL Cool J record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Lalo Schifrin,
Fugazi,
Eli Mardock,
The Cure,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Lou Christie,
Gastr Del Sol,
Sarah Menescal,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Gladiators,
Fluxion,
Absolute Body Control,
Urselle,
Boz Scaggs,
Drive Like Jehu,
Wings,
The Grass Roots,
Heaven 17,
Flash Fearless,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Black Dice,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Scion,
Traffic Nightmare,
Scrapy,
Al Stewart,
Buzzcocks,
Thee Headcoats,
Unwound,
The Motions,
Subhumans,
Banda Bassotti,
Joyce Sims,
The Human League,
Sandy B,
48th St. Collective,
R.M.O.,
Con Funk Shun,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Divine Comedy,
U.S. Maple,
Chrome,
the Human League,
These Immortal Souls,
Fort Wilson Riot,
David McCallum,
Bootsy Collins,
The Count Five,
ABC,
John Cale,
Skaos,
Underground Resistance,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Velvet Underground,
Harry Pussy,
Leonard Cohen,
DNA,
X-102,
Blancmange,
DJ Sneak, DJ Sneak, DJ Sneak, DJ Sneak.
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.