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 Micronesia and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 sitar 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 Scion to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 The Sonics. All the underground hits.
All Glenn Branca tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Leonard Cohen record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 snare and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter & Gordon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Black Dice,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The United States of America,
The Angels of Light,
Suburban Knight,
Dead Boys,
The Gladiators,
X-Ray Spex,
Soft Cell,
H. Thieme,
Deakin,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Motorama,
Fat Boys,
Black Sheep,
Sight & Sound,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Eric Copeland,
Procol Harum,
Pharoah Sanders,
Scratch Acid,
New Order,
Section 25,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
a-ha,
Ken Boothe,
10cc,
The Standells,
Piero Umiliani,
Public Enemy,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Funkadelic,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
FM Einheit,
Soulsonic Force,
KRS-One,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Anakelly,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Maurizio,
Quantec,
Dark Day,
The Monks,
Spandau Ballet,
The Slits,
Zero Boys,
Faraquet,
Rod Modell,
Fad Gadget,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
John Cale,
CMW,
Deepchord,
Pagans,
Model 500,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Ice-T,
The Mummies,
Donny Hathaway, Donny Hathaway, Donny Hathaway, Donny Hathaway.
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.