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 Serbia and from Philadelphia.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 Tom Verlaine 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 Kings Of Tomorrow to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Gichy Dan. All the underground hits.
All The Grass Roots tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rotary Connection record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 mellotron and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Blancmange record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joe Finger,
Pantaleimon,
Bang On A Can,
Jandek,
Buzzcocks,
Jeff Lynne,
Prince Buster,
DNA,
Alison Limerick,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Nico,
MC5,
Terry Callier,
Eric B and Rakim,
Eve St. Jones,
Minny Pops,
Ultimate Spinach,
Robert Wyatt,
Sight & Sound,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Donny Hathaway,
The Vogues,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
EPMD,
Bill Wells,
Radiopuhelimet,
Second Layer,
Scan 7,
The Slits,
Nation of Ulysses,
Leonard Cohen,
Deadbeat,
Mantronix,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Arab on Radar,
Groovy Waters,
The Busters,
Deepchord,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Toasters,
Harmonia,
Drive Like Jehu,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Amon Düül II,
Kas Product,
Silicon Teens,
Jimmy McGriff,
cv313,
The Trojans,
Scratch Acid,
Funkadelic,
Tres Demented,
K-Klass,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Erasure,
48th St. Collective,
Panda Bear,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Gang Starr,
Cluster,
Fluxion,
ABBA,
DJ Sneak,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Crime, Crime, Crime, Crime.
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.