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 Turkey and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 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 June of 44 to the grunge 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 Eddi Front. All the underground hits.
All Aswad tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DJ Sneak 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lakeside record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Raincoats,
Brass Construction,
Henry Cow,
Eurythmics,
Dave Gahan,
Audionom,
Scientists,
Swans,
Slave,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Maurizio,
The Modern Lovers,
Pylon,
Shuggie Otis,
Jawbox,
Liliput,
Skaos,
Letta Mbulu,
Albert Ayler,
Roger Hodgson,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Matthew Bourne,
Barrington Levy,
Sparks,
T.S.O.L.,
Harry Pussy,
Surgeon,
The Monks,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Pole,
Section 25,
Brand Nubian,
Carl Craig,
The Flesh Eaters,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Minny Pops,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Smiths,
Derrick May,
Idris Muhammad,
Lungfish,
Country Teasers,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Jesper Dahlback,
Thompson Twins,
Underground Resistance,
Camouflage,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Dead C,
Absolute Body Control,
Oneida,
Oblivians,
Radiopuhelimet,
Fad Gadget,
the Bar-Kays,
Fluxion,
Soft Machine,
Scratch Acid,
kango's stein massive, kango's stein massive, kango's stein massive, kango's stein massive.
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.