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 Singapore and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 Lou Reed 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 Ludus 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 Ohio Players. All the underground hits.
All Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DeepChord presents Echospace 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fat Boys record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hashim,
The Gories,
Yazoo,
Reagan Youth,
Roxette,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Tom Boy,
Derrick Morgan,
The Cramps,
Dennis Brown,
Laurel Aitken,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Techniques,
Derrick May,
Thompson Twins,
Livin' Joy,
Joensuu 1685,
Skriet,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Andrew Hill,
The Electric Prunes,
Hardrive,
The Vogues,
Mr. Review,
These Immortal Souls,
Interpol,
Spoonie Gee,
Gichy Dan,
Japan,
Aural Exciters,
Harmonia,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Fire Engines,
Sonny Sharrock,
Jerry's Kids,
E-Dancer,
ABBA,
The Move,
Ralphi Rosario,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Bill Near,
Big Daddy Kane,
Traffic Nightmare,
Avey Tare,
Eric Copeland,
Camberwell Now,
Newcleus,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
8 Eyed Spy,
U.S. Maple,
Aaron Thompson,
Model 500,
Boz Scaggs,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Neon Judgement,
Lyres,
Liliput,
Colin Newman,
The Mummies,
Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire.
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.