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 Romania and from Sao Paulo.
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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Danielle Patucci to the funk 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 Terry Callier. All the underground hits.
All Sugar Minott tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sun City Girls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 a linndrum and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ituana record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Gap Band,
Metal Thangz,
Tom Boy,
Henry Cow,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Darondo,
Nico,
Prince Buster,
The Index,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Kevin Saunderson,
Intrusion,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Josef K,
Sällskapet,
Kerrie Biddell,
the Germs,
Marmalade,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
New Order,
Mary Jane Girls,
Arcadia,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Gories,
Goldenarms,
Japan,
The Count Five,
Amon Düül II,
F. McDonald,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Sun Ra,
The Raincoats,
Zero Boys,
Man Parrish,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Heaven 17,
Unrelated Segments,
Oneida,
Joy Division,
Hot Snakes,
Brass Construction,
The Fugs,
Boredoms,
The Evens,
AZ,
The Fuzztones,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Stockholm Monsters,
Oblivians,
Niagra,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Dirtbombs,
Sight & Sound,
Gerry Rafferty,
Bob Dylan,
Dorothy Ashby,
Negative Approach, Negative Approach, Negative Approach, Negative Approach.
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.