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 Grenada and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise 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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 arpeggiator 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 Reagan Youth to the electroclash 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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel. All the underground hits.
All Livin' Joy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Franke record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sonic Youth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Robert Görl,
Lucky Dragons,
Rufus Thomas,
Sound Behaviour,
Jerry's Kids,
Unwound,
the Normal,
Ken Boothe,
Gang Gang Dance,
Dark Day,
Gerry Rafferty,
Brass Construction,
Animal Collective,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Nico,
Moebius,
The Detroit Cobras,
Juan Atkins,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Kinks,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Youth Brigade,
The Monks,
E-Dancer,
8 Eyed Spy,
Gang Green,
Deadbeat,
Aural Exciters,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Boredoms,
H. Thieme,
Soul II Soul,
The Doobie Brothers,
Magma,
Half Japanese,
Joe Smooth,
Drexciya,
Camberwell Now,
The Techniques,
Organ,
The Busters,
The Count Five,
Mandrill,
F. McDonald,
Jandek,
Skriet,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Massinfluence,
Mission of Burma,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Cramps,
Gang Starr,
The Gories,
Eli Mardock,
Alton Ellis,
Sarah Menescal,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Jeff Lynne,
Bill Wells,
Gregory Isaacs, Gregory Isaacs, Gregory Isaacs, Gregory Isaacs.
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.