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 Kuwait and from Tehran.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Men They Couldn't Hang to the grime 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 Soft Machine. All the underground hits.
All Silicon Teens tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Golliwogs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Vainqueur record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Brick,
The Tremeloes,
Alice Coltrane,
Bauhaus,
The Trojans,
Scion,
Max Romeo,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Theoretical Girls,
Barclay James Harvest,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Eddi Front,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Oneida,
World's Most,
The Vogues,
Todd Rundgren,
Negative Approach,
Rhythm & Sound,
Traffic Nightmare,
Zero Boys,
Bill Near,
Jesper Dahlback,
Glenn Branca,
Fat Boys,
The Stooges,
Man Parrish,
B.T. Express,
Deadbeat,
Mark Hollis,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
cv313,
The Divine Comedy,
Youth Brigade,
Davy DMX,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Moss Icon,
Sound Behaviour,
The Barracudas,
Depeche Mode,
Hardrive,
Tom Boy,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Clear Light,
Boogie Down Productions,
Deepchord,
La Düsseldorf,
The Residents,
A Flock of Seagulls,
the Swans,
Jerry Gold Smith,
UT,
Peter and Kerry,
Bill Wells,
Subhumans,
Prince Buster,
Reuben Wilson,
John Lydon,
PIL,
Marvin Gaye,
The Smiths,
Surgeon, Surgeon, Surgeon, Surgeon.
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.