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 Samoa and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 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 Nas to the disco 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 Barry Ungar. All the underground hits.
All Chris & Cosey tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Royal Family And The Poor record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sound Behaviour record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mandrill,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
A Certain Ratio,
Dead Boys,
The Monochrome Set,
Television,
Lower 48,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Nirvana,
Das Ding,
Susan Cadogan,
Darondo,
EPMD,
Glambeats Corp.,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Sun City Girls,
Q and Not U,
Brand Nubian,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
the Normal,
Maleditus Sound,
Joe Smooth,
The Residents,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Blossom Toes,
The Buckinghams,
Curtis Mayfield,
Lou Christie,
Camberwell Now,
The Martian,
Skarface,
Infiniti,
Danielle Patucci,
Rakim,
Model 500,
The Leaves,
Easy Going,
Scan 7,
Dark Day,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Franke,
Cybotron,
Fluxion,
Radiopuhelimet,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Motorama,
Terrestrial Tones,
Stereo Dub,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Selecter,
The Human League,
Babytalk,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
the Bar-Kays,
Bobby Byrd,
the Association,
Theoretical Girls,
The Blues Magoos,
Black Bananas,
Alice Coltrane,
Erasure,
Todd Terry,
Oblivians, Oblivians, Oblivians, Oblivians.
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.