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 Indonesia and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 New Order to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Toasters. All the underground hits.
All Aloha Tigers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Can record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 spring reverb and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Junior Murvin 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?
Nas,
Colin Newman,
Absolute Body Control,
kango's stein massive,
Soft Cell,
Tom Boy,
Max Romeo,
Skriet,
Grandmaster Flash,
Half Japanese,
The Detroit Cobras,
T. Rex,
Deadbeat,
Camouflage,
The Fire Engines,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Buckinghams,
Ituana,
Agitation Free,
Roy Ayers,
Stereo Dub,
Erasure,
Deakin,
Grauzone,
The Fall,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Magma,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
New York Dolls,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Peter & Gordon,
Freddie Wadling,
Theoretical Girls,
Pagans,
Pulsallama,
Altered Images,
The Electric Prunes,
Amazonics,
Can,
Von Mondo,
Groovy Waters,
Laurel Aitken,
China Crisis,
Erykah Badu,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Carl Craig,
Mo-Dettes,
Jeru the Damaja,
Eli Mardock,
Jawbox,
The Black Dice,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
World's Most,
Funkadelic,
Faust,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Fatback Band,
Albert Ayler,
The Toasters,
Bauhaus, Bauhaus, Bauhaus, Bauhaus.
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.