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 Maldives and from Winnipeg.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 guitar 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 Unwound to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Golliwogs. All the underground hits.
All The Sisters of Mercy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Duran Duran record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jeru the Damaja record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rites of Spring,
Crime,
Section 25,
Alphaville,
Eric B and Rakim,
Index,
Black Bananas,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Marshall Jefferson,
Delon & Dalcan,
Faraquet,
Kaleidoscope,
Kool Moe Dee,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Sarah Menescal,
Avey Tare,
Cal Tjader,
Talk Talk,
Lightning Bolt,
Fugazi,
Barbara Tucker,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Jeff Mills,
the Association,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Tropical Tobacco,
Flash Fearless,
Lucky Dragons,
Tres Demented,
Sonic Youth,
Underground Resistance,
Accadde A,
Anthony Braxton,
Marmalade,
Soul Sonic Force,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Grass Roots,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Minor Threat,
The Remains,
Basic Channel,
Scrapy,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Barracudas,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Vainqueur,
Joyce Sims,
Boogie Down Productions,
Letta Mbulu,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Brass Construction,
The Count Five,
The Golliwogs,
The Fall,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Rhythm & Sound,
Marvin Gaye,
OOIOO,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Ultimate Spinach,
Crispian St. Peters,
Ice-T,
Eddi Front, Eddi Front, Eddi Front, Eddi Front.
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.