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 Papua New Guinea and from Lille.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 The Raincoats to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 FM Einheit. All the underground hits.
All Cabaret Voltaire tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nik Kershaw record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Average White Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Normal,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Donald Byrd,
The Misunderstood,
Rakim,
Bronski Beat,
The Slackers,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Amon Düül,
The United States of America,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Gang of Four,
the Swans,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Maleditus Sound,
Hot Snakes,
Youth Brigade,
Thompson Twins,
David Axelrod,
Mission of Burma,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Flash Fearless,
Laurel Aitken,
Todd Terry,
Circle Jerks,
The Wake,
Masters at Work,
H. Thieme,
June of 44,
Don Cherry,
Pere Ubu,
Cymande,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Letta Mbulu,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Siglo XX,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Angels of Light,
Man Parrish,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Q65,
Crispy Ambulance,
the Germs,
The Grass Roots,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Half Japanese,
Kerri Chandler,
T. Rex,
Animal Collective,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Das Ding,
Procol Harum,
Negative Approach,
Bang On A Can,
Sparks,
Sound Behaviour,
Pet Shop Boys,
Matthew Halsall, Matthew Halsall, Matthew Halsall, Matthew Halsall.
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.