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 Maldives and from Portland.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 rhodes 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 Popol Vuh to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Clear Light. All the underground hits.
All Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every JFA record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sad Lovers and Giants record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Newcleus,
Sex Pistols,
Johnny Osbourne,
Harry Pussy,
The Selecter,
The Leaves,
Tres Demented,
Glenn Branca,
Scott Walker,
Deadbeat,
Excepter,
Jeff Mills,
The Mummies,
Basic Channel,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Real Kids,
Nirvana,
Shoche,
Crash Course in Science,
Hardrive,
Skarface,
The Sonics,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Gap Band,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Magazine,
Ultravox,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Joe Finger,
Aural Exciters,
Los Fastidios,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Morten Harket,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Marc Almond,
The Happenings,
Stetsasonic,
cv313,
Be Bop Deluxe,
A Certain Ratio,
Interpol,
Oblivians,
Vainqueur,
Mary Jane Girls,
Reuben Wilson,
Nation of Ulysses,
Darondo,
Ponytail,
The Fire Engines,
Liliput,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Black Bananas,
Animal Collective,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
ABC,
Leonard Cohen,
Maleditus Sound,
Amon Düül II,
Sun City Girls,
Fort Wilson Riot, Fort Wilson Riot, Fort Wilson Riot, Fort Wilson Riot.
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.