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 Canada and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Das Ding to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Scratch Acid. All the underground hits.
All Joe Finger tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cure 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 a güiro and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Index record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar 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?
Matthew Halsall,
The Cramps,
Deepchord,
Depeche Mode,
Sound Behaviour,
Marine Girls,
Black Sheep,
Unrelated Segments,
E-Dancer,
the Normal,
Ice-T,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Bootsy Collins,
The Techniques,
Visage,
Marshall Jefferson,
Nick Fraelich,
The Buckinghams,
Iggy Pop,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Cure,
Adolescents,
10cc,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Gladiators,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Rotary Connection,
Sällskapet,
The United States of America,
T.S.O.L.,
Intrusion,
Agent Orange,
the Bar-Kays,
Qualms,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Stetsasonic,
Desert Stars,
Scott Walker,
Slick Rick,
Sandy B,
The Smiths,
Brothers Johnson,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Detroit Cobras,
Lebanon Hanover,
Gichy Dan,
The Doors,
Groovy Waters,
Neu!,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Delon & Dalcan,
Alphaville,
Glenn Branca,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
the Germs,
Los Fastidios,
Moss Icon,
Sly & The Family Stone,
EPMD,
Don Cherry,
Nik Kershaw,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Bauhaus, Bauhaus, Bauhaus, Bauhaus.
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.