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 Bangladesh and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 A Certain Ratio to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Scott Walker + Sunn O))). All the underground hits.
All The Blues Magoos tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lizzy Mercier Descloux record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 marimba and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Shuggie Otis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar 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?
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Buckinghams,
Soft Machine,
Little Man,
Scion,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Brothers Johnson,
Kayak,
Television,
The Leaves,
The Index,
Scan 7,
Peter and Kerry,
Visage,
The Selecter,
CMW,
The Neon Judgement,
Nas,
Thompson Twins,
Lou Reed,
The Standells,
Fat Boys,
Crispy Ambulance,
Sex Pistols,
Gichy Dan,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Kinks,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Gregory Isaacs,
Charles Mingus,
U.S. Maple,
The Smoke,
MC5,
The Doors,
The Residents,
L. Decosne,
Saccharine Trust,
The Remains,
KRS-One,
The Five Americans,
The Names,
Susan Cadogan,
The Toasters,
Black Bananas,
Erykah Badu,
Delta 5,
JFA,
Nirvana,
David Bowie,
Negative Approach,
Graham Central Station,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Janne Schatter,
World's Most,
The Evens,
Soul II Soul,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Skatalites,
Pharoah Sanders,
Dave Gahan,
The Gap Band,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))).
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.