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 Luxembourg and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 arpeggiator 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 Pagans to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Symarip. All the underground hits.
All Vaughan Mason & Crew tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Swell Maps record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joensuu 1685 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sun City Girls,
The Black Dice,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Neon Judgement,
Sound Behaviour,
The Evens,
The Wake,
The Blackbyrds,
Eurythmics,
Nas,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Eli Mardock,
Quadrant,
Bill Wells,
Albert Ayler,
The Walker Brothers,
Sun Ra,
Peter and Kerry,
Sixth Finger,
Quantec,
Marvin Gaye,
Pussy Galore,
The Standells,
Howard Jones,
Chrome,
Liliput,
Patti Smith,
Second Layer,
Rotary Connection,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
OOIOO,
Toni Rubio,
Warren Ellis,
Wolf Eyes,
Bizarre Inc.,
John Holt,
Fela Kuti,
Qualms,
Make Up,
Alton Ellis,
The Offenders,
Alice Coltrane,
The Gories,
Sonny Sharrock,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Yazoo,
Jacques Brel,
Electric Prunes,
Joyce Sims,
Ten City,
Gerry Rafferty,
Magma,
Unrelated Segments,
Kerri Chandler,
Symarip,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Deakin,
Public Enemy,
Radio Birdman,
Joe Finger,
Scion,
The Victims,
Fatback Band,
Lonnie Liston Smith, Lonnie Liston Smith, Lonnie Liston Smith, Lonnie Liston Smith.
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.