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 Andorra and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron 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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Sound to the disco 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 The Vogues. All the underground hits.
All Von Mondo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every UT 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Cure record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Maurizio,
Lightning Bolt,
K-Klass,
Gregory Isaacs,
Sam Rivers,
Gabor Szabo,
Con Funk Shun,
Bang On A Can,
Lungfish,
Jacob Miller,
Donny Hathaway,
Don Cherry,
Cecil Taylor,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
DJ Style,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Roy Ayers,
Neu!,
Tropical Tobacco,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Shoche,
Television,
The Wake,
Scion,
Au Pairs,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Brass Construction,
Jeff Lynne,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Ultra Naté,
Sarah Menescal,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Wolf Eyes,
Rhythm & Sound,
Kerrie Biddell,
Kerri Chandler,
The Beau Brummels,
Eden Ahbez,
Patti Smith,
Black Pus,
Section 25,
Gang Green,
X-102,
The Index,
Girls At Our Best!,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Archie Shepp,
Monks,
Radio Birdman,
Audionom,
The Buckinghams,
Panda Bear,
Fluxion,
Jawbox,
The Dave Clark Five,
Bobby Sherman,
Television Personalities,
New York Dolls,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Motions,
Zero Boys, Zero Boys, Zero Boys, Zero Boys.
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.