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 Guatemala and from London.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the guitar 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 Black Moon to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Zeros. All the underground hits.
All Maurizio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aaron Thompson 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Siouxsie and the Banshees record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scion,
Prince Buster,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Modern Lovers,
The Flesh Eaters,
FM Einheit,
Au Pairs,
The Misunderstood,
LL Cool J,
La Düsseldorf,
Deakin,
Technova,
Funky Four + One,
Charles Mingus,
The Fugs,
10cc,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Erykah Badu,
Jawbox,
Amon Düül II,
Sandy B,
Ornette Coleman,
Fugazi,
Amon Düül,
Intrusion,
Zero Boys,
Excepter,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Remains,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Thee Headcoats,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Gories,
Pantaleimon,
Barclay James Harvest,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Wolf Eyes,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Gang Starr,
Cheater Slicks,
Second Layer,
In Retrospect,
Soft Cell,
Eden Ahbez,
The Pretty Things,
Godley & Creme,
Mary Jane Girls,
Dennis Brown,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Cymande,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Fortunes,
Crispy Ambulance,
Scratch Acid,
Flash Fearless,
Buzzcocks,
Nik Kershaw,
E-Dancer,
Camberwell Now,
Bluetip,
China Crisis, China Crisis, China Crisis, China Crisis.
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.