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 Uganda and from Lagos.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Y Pants 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 Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks. All the underground hits.
All The Last Poets tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Technova record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Evens,
The United States of America,
the Slits,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Mummies,
Skriet,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
China Crisis,
Arab on Radar,
A Certain Ratio,
The Grass Roots,
Suicide,
Ken Boothe,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Parry Music,
Surgeon,
Kayak,
T. Rex,
New Age Steppers,
Nation of Ulysses,
La Düsseldorf,
Matthew Bourne,
Fad Gadget,
The Vogues,
Pantaleimon,
Hashim,
Visage,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Supertramp,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Half Japanese,
Whodini,
Kevin Saunderson,
Tom Boy,
Monks,
Swans,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Bronski Beat,
The Five Americans,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Negative Approach,
Outsiders,
Bauhaus,
The Associates,
Sonic Youth,
Japan,
MDC,
John Lydon,
Nick Fraelich,
Ponytail,
Scott Walker,
the Association,
Iggy Pop,
Agitation Free,
Dual Sessions,
Sixth Finger,
Radiohead,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell.
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.