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 Kazakhstan and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 spring reverb 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 Siouxsie and the Banshees to the techno kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Eric Dolphy. All the underground hits.
All Country Teasers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marmalade record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marmalade record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gong,
The Seeds,
Jeff Lynne,
The Standells,
The Move,
Outsiders,
Jacob Miller,
kango's stein massive,
Supertramp,
The Music Machine,
Audionom,
Severed Heads,
Harmonia,
Yusef Lateef,
Deadbeat,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The American Breed,
Eric Dolphy,
Inner City,
Rotary Connection,
Todd Rundgren,
Accadde A,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
8 Eyed Spy,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Altered Images,
Bill Wells,
Con Funk Shun,
Brick,
The Kinks,
Talk Talk,
Rod Modell,
Drive Like Jehu,
Eric B and Rakim,
Idris Muhammad,
the Slits,
the Normal,
the Soft Cell,
Mandrill,
The New Christs,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Cybotron,
Sonic Youth,
John Foxx,
Susan Cadogan,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Moleskins,
X-Ray Spex,
Al Stewart,
Groovy Waters,
Rakim,
Second Layer,
X-101,
Dawn Penn,
Fluxion,
Gerry Rafferty,
Ice-T,
Surgeon,
Organ,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch.
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.