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 Colombia and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 David Bowie 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 Kayak to the rap kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Jawbox. All the underground hits.
All Smog tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Black Dice record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ultramagnetic MC's record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rosa Yemen,
Banda Bassotti,
Adolescents,
Frankie Knuckles,
Sugar Minott,
FM Einheit,
Tommy Roe,
Funkadelic,
Connie Case,
Soft Cell,
Graham Central Station,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Buckinghams,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Don Cherry,
Pantaleimon,
Eurythmics,
Audionom,
This Heat,
The Cramps,
Simply Red,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Human League,
Robert Wyatt,
Easy Going,
Animal Collective,
Harmonia,
X-101,
Bobby Sherman,
Bob Dylan,
Wally Richardson,
Bizarre Inc.,
Ponytail,
Zero Boys,
The Pretty Things,
Anakelly,
Yellowson,
L. Decosne,
Pussy Galore,
Black Flag,
the Soft Cell,
The Remains,
Bobby Byrd,
Judy Mowatt,
Crime,
Qualms,
Ronan,
Clear Light,
Sister Nancy,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Star Department,
MDC,
Lightning Bolt,
Flamin' Groovies,
Yaz,
Slick Rick,
World's Most,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Youth Brigade,
K-Klass,
The Modern Lovers,
Depeche Mode, Depeche Mode, Depeche Mode, Depeche Mode.
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.