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 Mexico and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 London and Beijing.
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 clarinet 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 Zapp 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 Pierre Henry. All the underground hits.
All FM Einheit tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Invisible 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kevin Saunderson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar 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?
PIL,
Prince Buster,
Idris Muhammad,
Mission of Burma,
Anakelly,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Throbbing Gristle,
Joey Negro,
Half Japanese,
Yellowson,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
David Axelrod,
The Cure,
Cymande,
Royal Trux,
The Stooges,
The Beau Brummels,
The United States of America,
U.S. Maple,
The Monks,
The Fire Engines,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Y Pants,
Faraquet,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Althea and Donna,
The Detroit Cobras,
Girls At Our Best!,
Iggy Pop,
The Divine Comedy,
June of 44,
The Cramps,
Tears for Fears,
Matthew Halsall,
John Foxx,
Crispian St. Peters,
Bluetip,
Organ,
Bauhaus,
Lou Reed,
D'Angelo,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Subhumans,
Todd Rundgren,
Wolf Eyes,
Grauzone,
The Velvet Underground,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Smiths,
Arthur Verocai,
Schoolly D,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Boogie Down Productions,
Jeff Mills,
Minor Threat,
Angry Samoans,
KRS-One,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Ituana,
Heaven 17,
Joy Division,
Marvin Gaye,
Average White Band, Average White Band, Average White Band, Average White Band.
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.