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 the UAE and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 rhodes 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 Nick Fraelich to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Avey Tare. All the underground hits.
All David Bowie tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every AZ record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 an organ and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Agent Orange record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Robert Wyatt,
Johnny Osbourne,
Soulsonic Force,
Negative Approach,
Jeff Lynne,
The Gun Club,
Public Image Ltd.,
Girls At Our Best!,
Joensuu 1685,
Prince Buster,
Massinfluence,
Fluxion,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Cramps,
Toni Rubio,
Judy Mowatt,
Index,
Fugazi,
Nik Kershaw,
Angry Samoans,
kango's stein massive,
Lightning Bolt,
Mandrill,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Mars,
Wire,
Pulsallama,
Sixth Finger,
Erasure,
the Soft Cell,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Gap Band,
David McCallum,
Yellowson,
The Fire Engines,
Joyce Sims,
Piero Umiliani,
Scientists,
Man Parrish,
World's Most,
Lindisfarne,
Rufus Thomas,
Grey Daturas,
Neil Young,
Blossom Toes,
One Last Wish,
Qualms,
Man Eating Sloth,
Susan Cadogan,
the Human League,
The Slits,
Wally Richardson,
Lou Reed,
Flash Fearless,
Eyeless In Gaza,
the Swans,
Idris Muhammad,
The Divine Comedy,
Sun City Girls,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
These Immortal Souls,
Electric Prunes,
The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five.
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.