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 Saudi Arabia and from Woodstock.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 oboe 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 Basic Channel to the punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Swell Maps. All the underground hits.
All Harpers Bizarre tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Idris Muhammad record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Toasters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Vainqueur,
Panda Bear,
the Human League,
Pylon,
Roxy Music,
China Crisis,
the Germs,
The Walker Brothers,
Anthony Braxton,
Liliput,
The Names,
Gabor Szabo,
The Zeros,
Guru Guru,
Soulsonic Force,
Gang Gang Dance,
F. McDonald,
The Mummies,
Wally Richardson,
Prince Buster,
The Seeds,
The Associates,
Motorama,
Janne Schatter,
Radiohead,
The J.B.'s,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Human League,
Danielle Patucci,
The Happenings,
Underground Resistance,
Darondo,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Skriet,
Ituana,
Alison Limerick,
Fela Kuti,
Das Ding,
Minnie Riperton,
Camouflage,
Lower 48,
Shoche,
Spandau Ballet,
Pussy Galore,
Public Enemy,
Kevin Saunderson,
Anakelly,
Bang On A Can,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Visage,
New Order,
The Buckinghams,
Sister Nancy,
Nas,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Crooked Eye,
The Toasters,
Franke,
Throbbing Gristle,
Section 25,
The Raincoats,
E-Dancer,
Jesper Dahlback, Jesper Dahlback, Jesper Dahlback, Jesper Dahlback.
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.