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 Swaziland and from Tehran.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 One Last Wish to the rap kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Pole. All the underground hits.
All Simply Red tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eric Copeland 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Human League,
The Happenings,
Buzzcocks,
Peter and Kerry,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Motorama,
Ituana,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Audionom,
E-Dancer,
Ice-T,
June of 44,
Aloha Tigers,
PIL,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Ludus,
Fatback Band,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Von Mondo,
Shuggie Otis,
Wolf Eyes,
The Buckinghams,
Ten City,
Anthony Braxton,
MDC,
Spandau Ballet,
Colin Newman,
Eric Dolphy,
Brand Nubian,
Guru Guru,
Scientists,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Sun City Girls,
The Sonics,
Pet Shop Boys,
Whodini,
Eve St. Jones,
Depeche Mode,
Ohio Players,
Donald Byrd,
Flipper,
Intrusion,
Leonard Cohen,
Soulsonic Force,
Mantronix,
Kaleidoscope,
Yaz,
Soft Cell,
Desert Stars,
Altered Images,
Donny Hathaway,
The Monochrome Set,
John Holt,
The Modern Lovers,
Angry Samoans,
The Gun Club,
Ossler,
Jeff Mills,
Con Funk Shun,
UT,
Arab on Radar,
Kerri Chandler, Kerri Chandler, Kerri Chandler, Kerri Chandler.
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.