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 Tonga and from Shanghai.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Stereo Dub. All the underground hits.
All Chrome tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DeepChord presents Echospace 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 güiro and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Swans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Durutti Column,
Agitation Free,
Brass Construction,
Blossom Toes,
Thee Headcoats,
DNA,
Scientists,
The Raincoats,
Absolute Body Control,
kango's stein massive,
Pet Shop Boys,
Section 25,
Newcleus,
Tom Boy,
JFA,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Severed Heads,
The Velvet Underground,
Depeche Mode,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Flamin' Groovies,
Al Stewart,
Rapeman,
Johnny Osbourne,
Gregory Isaacs,
Judy Mowatt,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Barracudas,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Sun City Girls,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Dennis Brown,
UT,
Joe Smooth,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Bluetip,
ABC,
Kevin Saunderson,
Yazoo,
Bill Near,
Make Up,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Grass Roots,
Juan Atkins,
The Five Americans,
Marc Almond,
Quadrant,
Byron Stingily,
Sonic Youth,
Pussy Galore,
cv313,
Reagan Youth,
The Flesh Eaters,
Public Enemy,
Charles Mingus,
Lebanon Hanover,
Marvin Gaye,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds.
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.