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 South Africa and from Madrid.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Gang of Four to the funk 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 Joy Division. All the underground hits.
All Leonard Cohen tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Amon Düül II 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sandy B record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Danielle Patucci,
Lou Reed,
Godley & Creme,
Talk Talk,
Sarah Menescal,
Nick Fraelich,
Pierre Henry,
Rosa Yemen,
Shoche,
Cecil Taylor,
Matthew Halsall,
Barbara Tucker,
FM Einheit,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Kaleidoscope,
Girls At Our Best!,
Q and Not U,
F. McDonald,
Trumans Water,
cv313,
Cheater Slicks,
Don Cherry,
Ronan,
Goldenarms,
Pagans,
Popol Vuh,
X-102,
Visage,
Flash Fearless,
Dual Sessions,
Graham Central Station,
Lebanon Hanover,
Iggy Pop,
Technova,
Minutemen,
Aaron Thompson,
Radio Birdman,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Parry Music,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Black Sheep,
The New Christs,
The Residents,
Idris Muhammad,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Walker Brothers,
Urselle,
The Birthday Party,
The Electric Prunes,
Gang of Four,
Little Man,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Young Marble Giants,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Terrestrial Tones,
This Heat,
Alton Ellis,
Maleditus Sound,
The Beau Brummels,
Suicide,
Aural Exciters,
The Real Kids,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron.
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.