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 United Kingdom and from Lyon.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the oboe 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 Stereo Dub to the grunge kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Bob Dylan. All the underground hits.
All Kango’s Stein Massive tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobby Sherman record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Glenn Branca record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gabor Szabo,
Black Sheep,
Lakeside,
New Order,
Sun City Girls,
Joyce Sims,
Eric Copeland,
The Moleskins,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Royal Trux,
Joey Negro,
Nik Kershaw,
Pantaleimon,
Whodini,
Bush Tetras,
Khruangbin,
The Martian,
Kurtis Blow,
The Saints,
L. Decosne,
Agent Orange,
E-Dancer,
Derrick May,
Ronnie Foster,
Ituana,
Cybotron,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Marine Girls,
Model 500,
The Barracudas,
T. Rex,
Rakim,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Boz Scaggs,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Kevin Saunderson,
Swell Maps,
Skarface,
Michelle Simonal,
Todd Rundgren,
Pulsallama,
Eli Mardock,
Max Romeo,
Tres Demented,
Buzzcocks,
Joe Smooth,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Ronan,
Camouflage,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Minny Pops,
Maurizio,
cv313,
The Alarm Clocks,
Aural Exciters,
ABBA,
Quando Quango,
Monks,
Cluster,
The Residents,
D'Angelo, D'Angelo, D'Angelo, D'Angelo.
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.