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 Guinea and from Glasgow.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the clarinet 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 The American Breed to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Qualms. All the underground hits.
All Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Junior Murvin record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 an organ and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Justin Hinds & The Dominoes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Josef K,
Nick Fraelich,
Excepter,
Pulsallama,
Drexciya,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Searchers,
Rites of Spring,
Essential Logic,
X-101,
B.T. Express,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Inner City,
Bizarre Inc.,
Skriet,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Q and Not U,
Flash Fearless,
Matthew Halsall,
Iggy Pop,
Maurizio,
Whodini,
Patti Smith,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Adolescents,
Rufus Thomas,
Mr. Review,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Warsaw,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Alphaville,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
the Germs,
Ultravox,
The Mojo Men,
the Normal,
8 Eyed Spy,
Soft Cell,
R.M.O.,
Slave,
The Blackbyrds,
Crooked Eye,
The Seeds,
Easy Going,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
the Sonics,
Bobby Sherman,
Rod Modell,
The Residents,
Prince Buster,
Agitation Free,
Bill Wells,
Khruangbin,
Drive Like Jehu,
Supertramp,
Neil Young,
China Crisis,
Man Eating Sloth,
Interpol,
Young Marble Giants,
Section 25,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish.
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.