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 Stockholm.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 808 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 PIL to the jazz 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 Pharoah Sanders. All the underground hits.
All Rufus Thomas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every CMW 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Doors record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Freddie Wadling,
the Human League,
Ultra Naté,
Motorama,
Black Bananas,
Cheater Slicks,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Amazonics,
Avey Tare,
Todd Rundgren,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Jesper Dahlback,
JFA,
In Retrospect,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
T. Rex,
Tropical Tobacco,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Soft Machine,
Rotary Connection,
The Monochrome Set,
48th St. Collective,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Camouflage,
Outsiders,
Davy DMX,
Icehouse,
Jeff Mills,
Rod Modell,
Qualms,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Fela Kuti,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Section 25,
the Fania All-Stars,
Nas,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Sight & Sound,
The Angels of Light,
The Remains,
Drive Like Jehu,
Barbara Tucker,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Q and Not U,
Johnny Osbourne,
Severed Heads,
T.S.O.L.,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
This Heat,
the Swans,
Simply Red,
The Blues Magoos,
Faust,
Public Enemy,
Bill Near,
Joe Finger,
Lindisfarne,
Niagra,
Electric Prunes,
Gang Starr,
Mars,
The Knickerbockers, The Knickerbockers, The Knickerbockers, The Knickerbockers.
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.