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 Slovenia and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Mexico City.
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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 China Crisis to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Red Lorry Yellow Lorry. All the underground hits.
All John Lydon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quantec 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 snare and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Deepchord record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Slits,
Robert Görl,
Zero Boys,
The Techniques,
Joe Finger,
Ultra Naté,
Michelle Simonal,
The Raincoats,
Archie Shepp,
Anthony Braxton,
The Slackers,
PIL,
Electric Prunes,
The Fortunes,
Monks,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Tres Demented,
Livin' Joy,
Oblivians,
Intrusion,
UT,
The Zeros,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Fad Gadget,
The Smoke,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Index,
Little Man,
Fela Kuti,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Mandrill,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Icehouse,
Mark Hollis,
Vainqueur,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The American Breed,
Soul II Soul,
Gang Gang Dance,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Electric Prunes,
Moby Grape,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Godley & Creme,
The Gun Club,
Monolake,
Sandy B,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Skatalites,
Idris Muhammad,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Ten City,
Crime,
Bobby Byrd,
The Star Department,
Black Moon,
Jeff Mills,
Ronnie Foster,
Negative Approach,
Aural Exciters,
Chris & Cosey,
Amon Düül, Amon Düül, Amon Düül, Amon Düül.
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.