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 Germany and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Joy Division to the disco kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Stereo Dub. All the underground hits.
All Newcleus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Shuggie Otis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Talk Talk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lalann,
Iggy Pop,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Easy Going,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Maurizio,
Aswad,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Jandek,
David Bowie,
Jacob Miller,
Visage,
Adolescents,
Sun City Girls,
ABC,
Flipper,
The Fire Engines,
Morten Harket,
Thompson Twins,
Ultra Naté,
Severed Heads,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Yaz,
Rotary Connection,
Leonard Cohen,
Tom Boy,
KRS-One,
The Blackbyrds,
Inner City,
Whodini,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Scott Walker,
Make Up,
The Young Rascals,
the Association,
Soul Sonic Force,
Donald Byrd,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Wake,
The Names,
The Trojans,
Fugazi,
Slick Rick,
DJ Style,
Masters at Work,
Maleditus Sound,
Ornette Coleman,
The Blues Magoos,
Derrick Morgan,
Tommy Roe,
Funky Four + One,
Jesper Dahlback,
Kool Moe Dee,
Main Source,
the Germs,
Grandmaster Flash,
Moby Grape,
Nick Fraelich,
Steve Hackett, Steve Hackett, Steve Hackett, Steve Hackett.
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.