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 Ghana and from Seoul.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Accra.
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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Harry Pussy to the punk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 The Slits. All the underground hits.
All The Fire Engines tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Carl Craig 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Depeche Mode record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dual Sessions,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Sight & Sound,
The Smiths,
Erasure,
Sam Rivers,
Tubeway Army,
The Blackbyrds,
Terry Callier,
Idris Muhammad,
LL Cool J,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Amon Düül,
Funky Four + One,
Patti Smith,
Minnie Riperton,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Five Americans,
The J.B.'s,
The Misunderstood,
Susan Cadogan,
the Bar-Kays,
U.S. Maple,
Siglo XX,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
F. McDonald,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Remains,
Pet Shop Boys,
ABC,
Zero Boys,
Judy Mowatt,
Dave Gahan,
Banda Bassotti,
Ralphi Rosario,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Bootsy Collins,
Lou Reed,
Moebius,
Amon Düül II,
Index,
The Young Rascals,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Piero Umiliani,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Star Department,
Max Romeo,
Youth Brigade,
The Smoke,
Pantytec,
Public Image Ltd.,
The United States of America,
Jacques Brel,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Derrick May,
Fear,
The Dirtbombs,
Fad Gadget,
Lindisfarne,
Eve St. Jones, Eve St. Jones, Eve St. Jones, Eve St. Jones.
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.