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 Azerbaijan and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 DJ Sneak to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 John Cale. All the underground hits.
All The Monks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Human League record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 808 and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camberwell Now record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer 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?
Michelle Simonal,
Jawbox,
Marshall Jefferson,
Thee Headcoats,
Sonny Sharrock,
The New Christs,
John Cale,
CMW,
Underground Resistance,
the Sonics,
Babytalk,
The Shadows of Knight,
Soft Machine,
Spoonie Gee,
In Retrospect,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Lee Hazlewood,
Ponytail,
Dawn Penn,
Tubeway Army,
John Foxx,
Letta Mbulu,
Oblivians,
Malaria!,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Searchers,
Panda Bear,
Ornette Coleman,
Chrome,
Nils Olav,
The Buckinghams,
Jimmy McGriff,
Steve Hackett,
Sexual Harrassment,
Audionom,
Skriet,
Lower 48,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Move,
Bob Dylan,
The Blackbyrds,
Glambeats Corp.,
Ken Boothe,
Todd Rundgren,
the Association,
Pere Ubu,
Skaos,
Pylon,
These Immortal Souls,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Aural Exciters,
John Coltrane,
Nation of Ulysses,
Dave Gahan,
Bobby Womack,
Chris & Cosey,
Joy Division,
PIL,
F. McDonald,
Rekid,
Junior Murvin,
Johnny Osbourne,
Hardrive, Hardrive, Hardrive, Hardrive.
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.