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 Yemen and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Smiths to the electroclash 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 Erykah Badu. All the underground hits.
All The Monks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every JFA 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Maleditus Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Cale,
Terry Callier,
Saccharine Trust,
Moby Grape,
Alton Ellis,
Curtis Mayfield,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Organ,
Hashim,
Gang Starr,
Underground Resistance,
Dual Sessions,
Josef K,
UT,
Joe Smooth,
Judy Mowatt,
The Shadows of Knight,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Liliput,
Quando Quango,
cv313,
Neil Young,
Skaos,
FM Einheit,
Cluster,
The New Christs,
Throbbing Gristle,
Radio Birdman,
Cameo,
The Associates,
Maurizio,
Chrome,
The Gun Club,
the Swans,
Toni Rubio,
Brass Construction,
Al Stewart,
Monks,
the Soft Cell,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Todd Rundgren,
Technova,
Iggy Pop,
Magma,
Terrestrial Tones,
Marine Girls,
Piero Umiliani,
Mark Hollis,
Talk Talk,
K-Klass,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Detroit Cobras,
Main Source,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
H. Thieme,
Maleditus Sound,
Excepter,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Tres Demented,
Porter Ricks,
Black Flag,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon.
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.