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 Toronto.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 New Order to the techno 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 Dave Gahan. All the underground hits.
All Piero Umiliani tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Pretty Things 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Angry Samoans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joy Division,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Human League,
Outsiders,
the Slits,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Toni Rubio,
Pierre Henry,
New York Dolls,
Mad Mike,
Accadde A,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Nils Olav,
Barclay James Harvest,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Au Pairs,
Todd Terry,
Pantaleimon,
Television,
Tim Buckley,
The Mummies,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Skatalites,
Ossler,
Zero Boys,
Althea and Donna,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Roxy Music,
Hardrive,
Make Up,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Moody Blues,
Depeche Mode,
Warren Ellis,
Parry Music,
Soft Machine,
U.S. Maple,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Silicon Teens,
Jeff Lynne,
LL Cool J,
Black Sheep,
Slick Rick,
The Black Dice,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Cameo,
Marcia Griffiths,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Sarah Menescal,
Sällskapet,
Niagra,
Tropical Tobacco,
Bang On A Can,
The Pretty Things,
The New Christs,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band.
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.