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 Latvia and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Golliwogs to the rap kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Monks. All the underground hits.
All The Selecter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sixth Finger record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scott Walker + Sunn O))) record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Minor Threat,
Television Personalities,
The Monochrome Set,
Pulsallama,
Bang On A Can,
OOIOO,
Don Cherry,
Technova,
The Cramps,
Schoolly D,
John Foxx,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Moody Blues,
Dave Gahan,
Gong,
Agent Orange,
The Modern Lovers,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
48th St. Collective,
Unrelated Segments,
Bobby Byrd,
Bauhaus,
Pantytec,
Eli Mardock,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Half Japanese,
Deakin,
Soft Machine,
Simply Red,
The Toasters,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
the Association,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Delon & Dalcan,
Iggy Pop,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Kurtis Blow,
Black Moon,
Fatback Band,
Tomorrow,
Clear Light,
Unwound,
Joey Negro,
Sparks,
Gang Gang Dance,
Reagan Youth,
Terrestrial Tones,
Henry Cow,
The Cure,
Guru Guru,
Robert Hood,
Jimmy McGriff,
Japan,
Second Layer,
The New Christs,
Panda Bear,
Andrew Hill,
The Offenders,
Sam Rivers,
The Invisible,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Matthew Halsall,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Depeche Mode, Depeche Mode, Depeche Mode, Depeche Mode.
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.