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 Tonga and from Bremen.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Cure to the jazz 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 F. McDonald. All the underground hits.
All Neu! tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bush Tetras record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 synthesizer and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Unrelated Segments record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Matthew Bourne,
D'Angelo,
Dave Gahan,
Lightning Bolt,
FM Einheit,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Wire,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Donald Byrd,
Skaos,
Peter & Gordon,
Stereo Dub,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Detroit Cobras,
Rufus Thomas,
Flash Fearless,
The Dirtbombs,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Techniques,
Soul II Soul,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Radiopuhelimet,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
EPMD,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
June of 44,
The Invisible,
Malaria!,
Kas Product,
Maleditus Sound,
KRS-One,
Pantytec,
Mr. Review,
The Remains,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Eric Copeland,
The Happenings,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
OOIOO,
The Litter,
Goldenarms,
Shoche,
The Raincoats,
The Five Americans,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Second Layer,
The Vogues,
The Slackers,
F. McDonald,
Lebanon Hanover,
Whodini,
Eddi Front,
Kenny Larkin,
Fad Gadget,
Janne Schatter,
LL Cool J,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Names,
Scott Walker, Scott Walker, Scott Walker, Scott Walker.
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.