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 Japan 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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Joy Division to the grunge kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 New York Dolls. All the underground hits.
All Lebanon Hanover tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deakin record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 guitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Techniques record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gang of Four,
Half Japanese,
Nils Olav,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Deakin,
Scratch Acid,
Shoche,
Ronan,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Accadde A,
Sugar Minott,
The Dirtbombs,
Matthew Halsall,
CMW,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Harmonia,
Bauhaus,
Franke,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Barrington Levy,
Derrick May,
Eric B and Rakim,
Pantaleimon,
The Neon Judgement,
Mantronix,
The Gories,
Intrusion,
Colin Newman,
Yaz,
The Mummies,
Cameo,
James White and The Blacks,
DNA,
Danielle Patucci,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Monks,
Fela Kuti,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
PIL,
The Residents,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Dual Sessions,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Happenings,
Pagans,
Depeche Mode,
L. Decosne,
Banda Bassotti,
Aural Exciters,
The Angels of Light,
John Foxx,
Eric Copeland,
Robert Görl,
Panda Bear,
Nas,
Joe Finger,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Selecter,
The Monochrome Set,
Technova,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Black Sheep,
The Modern Lovers,
Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry.
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.