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 Costa Rica and from Cairo.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
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 Echo & the Bunnymen to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Evens. All the underground hits.
All June Days tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every New Age Steppers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gap Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
R.M.O.,
Alton Ellis,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Mary Jane Girls,
Freddie Wadling,
Janne Schatter,
The Invisible,
Talk Talk,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Alison Limerick,
Ice-T,
the Swans,
a-ha,
Bobby Sherman,
Jerry's Kids,
The Real Kids,
Dark Day,
Albert Ayler,
Marine Girls,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Leonard Cohen,
8 Eyed Spy,
Porter Ricks,
Groovy Waters,
L. Decosne,
Unwound,
The American Breed,
Adolescents,
The Star Department,
Zero Boys,
The Beau Brummels,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Supertramp,
Bad Manners,
Gang Gang Dance,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Letta Mbulu,
Wire,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Sister Nancy,
Sight & Sound,
John Foxx,
Glenn Branca,
Dual Sessions,
Babytalk,
Aural Exciters,
Negative Approach,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Ohio Players,
Eric Copeland,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Patti Smith,
48th St. Collective,
Lungfish,
Loose Ends,
Little Man,
Nirvana,
Eric Dolphy,
The Offenders,
Moebius,
The Kinks,
Steve Hackett,
Frankie Knuckles, Frankie Knuckles, Frankie Knuckles, Frankie Knuckles.
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.