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 Trinidad & Tobago and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 marimba 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 Marine Girls to the dance 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 Harpers Bizarre. All the underground hits.
All the Sonics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fatback Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yaz,
Kool Moe Dee,
Whodini,
The Evens,
Sam Rivers,
Wally Richardson,
Iggy Pop,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Wire,
Cluster,
Cymande,
The Seeds,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Young Marble Giants,
Skaos,
The Tremeloes,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Buzzcocks,
ABBA,
Crime,
Gerry Rafferty,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Girls At Our Best!,
Quando Quango,
Minny Pops,
Oblivians,
Excepter,
Nils Olav,
F. McDonald,
Scan 7,
E-Dancer,
Accadde A,
The New Christs,
Magazine,
Siglo XX,
The Slits,
Scott Walker,
James White and The Blacks,
Sparks,
Idris Muhammad,
Godley & Creme,
Ultravox,
Minnie Riperton,
Organ,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Grauzone,
Robert Wyatt,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Skriet,
Judy Mowatt,
Hasil Adkins,
Flash Fearless,
X-Ray Spex,
Deadbeat,
Niagra,
The Fugs,
John Coltrane,
Soul Sonic Force,
the Soft Cell,
Suicide,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Rod Modell, Rod Modell, Rod Modell, Rod Modell.
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.