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 Belarus and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Bauhaus to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Misunderstood. All the underground hits.
All The Dead C 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 disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Five Americans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marc Almond,
The Leaves,
Deepchord,
Ituana,
Sun City Girls,
The Gun Club,
Moebius,
Suburban Knight,
Masters at Work,
Bauhaus,
Camouflage,
Letta Mbulu,
Qualms,
Pantytec,
These Immortal Souls,
The Victims,
Lightning Bolt,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Public Image Ltd.,
Eddi Front,
Blancmange,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Joy Division,
Agitation Free,
Maleditus Sound,
Yazoo,
Joensuu 1685,
Wolf Eyes,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Dawn Penn,
Bob Dylan,
Faraquet,
Delta 5,
Gang Starr,
Neu!,
48th St. Collective,
The Motions,
Scrapy,
Thompson Twins,
Kayak,
This Heat,
Lou Reed,
The Music Machine,
R.M.O.,
The Black Dice,
Warren Ellis,
Los Fastidios,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Sonics,
JFA,
Rod Modell,
Gang Green,
David Axelrod,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Flesh Eaters,
Main Source,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Robert Görl,
Make Up,
Terry Callier,
Sex Pistols,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Kerri Chandler, Kerri Chandler, Kerri Chandler, Kerri Chandler.
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.