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 Hungary and from Toronto.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the marimba 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 Morten Harket to the grunge kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Davy DMX. All the underground hits.
All Archie Shepp tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Audionom 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Shadows of Knight record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ultra Naté,
Organ,
Drive Like Jehu,
Loose Ends,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Kinks,
Mary Jane Girls,
Groovy Waters,
The Gories,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Eve St. Jones,
The Monks,
Tom Boy,
Oneida,
Half Japanese,
The Neon Judgement,
Oblivians,
Heaven 17,
Scratch Acid,
David McCallum,
Von Mondo,
Zapp,
Pharoah Sanders,
Henry Cow,
The Raincoats,
Livin' Joy,
The Slits,
Bauhaus,
Lucky Dragons,
Absolute Body Control,
The Associates,
Jesper Dahlback,
Hasil Adkins,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Gladiators,
Gastr Del Sol,
Index,
Youth Brigade,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Faust,
Drexciya,
Joensuu 1685,
DJ Style,
June of 44,
Liliput,
Jerry's Kids,
Television Personalities,
Skarface,
Alison Limerick,
Brand Nubian,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
John Coltrane,
Section 25,
Lindisfarne,
The Martian,
Susan Cadogan,
Gong,
the Association,
Kool Moe Dee,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Trojans, The Trojans, The Trojans, The Trojans.
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.