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 Lebanon and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Echo & the Bunnymen to the jazz 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 Byron Stingily. All the underground hits.
All Nation of Ulysses tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lebanon Hanover record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 harpsichord and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tim Buckley record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Blake Baxter,
Todd Terry,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Amon Düül II,
Eric Dolphy,
Throbbing Gristle,
Yusef Lateef,
Sixth Finger,
Absolute Body Control,
Big Daddy Kane,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Evens,
Arab on Radar,
Vainqueur,
Letta Mbulu,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Second Layer,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Man Parrish,
Curtis Mayfield,
Derrick May,
New Order,
The Litter,
cv313,
Underground Resistance,
Minutemen,
Mission of Burma,
John Coltrane,
The Trojans,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Unrelated Segments,
Cymande,
Leonard Cohen,
Babytalk,
Joyce Sims,
The Young Rascals,
Electric Prunes,
R.M.O.,
Pole,
The Victims,
Zapp,
Aswad,
Agitation Free,
Ludus,
Kerrie Biddell,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Vogues,
Oblivians,
The Barracudas,
Boogie Down Productions,
Jimmy McGriff,
Talk Talk,
Peter and Kerry,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Pagans,
Rhythm & Sound,
D'Angelo,
Cheater Slicks,
The Beau Brummels,
Janne Schatter,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Angels of Light,
The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band.
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.