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 Moldova and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Madrid.
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 theremin 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 Ash Ra Tempel to the punk 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 JFA. All the underground hits.
All Franke tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Associates 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Funky Four + One,
Inner City,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Slits,
Reuben Wilson,
Index,
The Smoke,
Franke,
Matthew Halsall,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
L. Decosne,
Infiniti,
Skarface,
Lucky Dragons,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Spoonie Gee,
David Bowie,
Moby Grape,
Hasil Adkins,
Amazonics,
Babytalk,
Joyce Sims,
Siglo XX,
Malaria!,
Pet Shop Boys,
Radio Birdman,
Outsiders,
Curtis Mayfield,
Brothers Johnson,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Nation of Ulysses,
World's Most,
Byron Stingily,
Au Pairs,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Unrelated Segments,
Crispy Ambulance,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Oneida,
Sight & Sound,
Bluetip,
Nik Kershaw,
The Monochrome Set,
Nico,
Gastr Del Sol,
Glenn Branca,
Sam Rivers,
Fat Boys,
John Holt,
Arab on Radar,
Angry Samoans,
Slave,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Goldenarms,
Sarah Menescal,
Skriet,
Unwound,
Bobby Womack,
Symarip,
Dark Day,
Gang of Four,
Mo-Dettes, Mo-Dettes, Mo-Dettes, Mo-Dettes.
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.