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 the UAE and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Accadde A to the grime kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Janne Schatter. All the underground hits.
All Joensuu 1685 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a James Chance & The Contortions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ultimate Spinach,
The Mummies,
The Blues Magoos,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Sandy B,
The Cowsills,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Mo-Dettes,
Nas,
Shoche,
Unrelated Segments,
Leonard Cohen,
Swans,
The Slackers,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Scratch Acid,
The Gap Band,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Los Fastidios,
Ralphi Rosario,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Henry Cow,
Ituana,
Ten City,
Susan Cadogan,
Lucky Dragons,
Sun Ra,
DJ Style,
Roxy Music,
Gichy Dan,
Motorama,
The Fugs,
Godley & Creme,
The Happenings,
the Human League,
Index,
The Dave Clark Five,
Lebanon Hanover,
Fluxion,
Trumans Water,
Hashim,
Unwound,
Agitation Free,
Desert Stars,
Juan Atkins,
The Modern Lovers,
The Young Rascals,
The Skatalites,
Quando Quango,
Eurythmics,
Barry Ungar,
Robert Wyatt,
The Remains,
Whodini,
Flamin' Groovies,
Jerry's Kids,
Iggy Pop,
June of 44,
Spandau Ballet,
The Invisible,
Scion,
Popol Vuh, Popol Vuh, Popol Vuh, Popol Vuh.
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.