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 Iraq and from Madrid.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
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 The Leaves to the funk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Mad Mike. All the underground hits.
All Liliput tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every A Flock of Seagulls 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rotary Connection record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Man Parrish,
Circle Jerks,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Zeros,
Deakin,
Cluster,
Amazonics,
Vladislav Delay,
Kevin Saunderson,
Wolf Eyes,
Intrusion,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
the Swans,
ABBA,
Johnny Clarke,
Sonic Youth,
Duran Duran,
The Cramps,
Franke,
Jandek,
Chrome,
Severed Heads,
Faraquet,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Stockholm Monsters,
Arcadia,
Scratch Acid,
Tubeway Army,
Fugazi,
Pantaleimon,
The Skatalites,
Flash Fearless,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Gun Club,
The Electric Prunes,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Pretty Things,
Peter and Kerry,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Glambeats Corp.,
Rod Modell,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Jawbox,
Mark Hollis,
The Young Rascals,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Warren Ellis,
Joy Division,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Minor Threat,
Khruangbin,
EPMD,
The Sound,
Erykah Badu,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Eden Ahbez,
Yellowson,
Alison Limerick,
Tommy Roe,
8 Eyed Spy,
Kings Of Tomorrow, Kings Of Tomorrow, Kings Of Tomorrow, Kings Of Tomorrow.
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.