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 Slovenia and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 The Cosmic Jokers to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 The Sonics. All the underground hits.
All Wire tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Whodini 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cabaret Voltaire record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Drive Like Jehu,
Young Marble Giants,
Unwound,
Livin' Joy,
AZ,
Bluetip,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Das Ding,
The Vogues,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Subhumans,
Joy Division,
Guru Guru,
Icehouse,
Shoche,
Malaria!,
Connie Case,
The Toasters,
The Fugs,
Desert Stars,
Sällskapet,
Gong,
The Walker Brothers,
Radio Birdman,
Wings,
Visage,
Bad Manners,
Flamin' Groovies,
Youth Brigade,
Gang Green,
the Soft Cell,
Sonic Youth,
Chrome,
Royal Trux,
MC5,
Soul II Soul,
Tomorrow,
Eric Dolphy,
New Age Steppers,
Letta Mbulu,
Junior Murvin,
Blake Baxter,
Talk Talk,
Yusef Lateef,
Mandrill,
Stiv Bators,
Ultra Naté,
Jacob Miller,
Sister Nancy,
Bronski Beat,
Main Source,
Tres Demented,
Panda Bear,
Jeff Mills,
The Beau Brummels,
Slave,
Cecil Taylor,
Stetsasonic,
Qualms,
Reagan Youth,
Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza.
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.