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 Gabon and from Portland.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Houston.
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 synthesizer 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 Gang Starr to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Ituana. All the underground hits.
All A Certain Ratio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Michelle Simonal 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Swans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Stooges,
The Happenings,
Lebanon Hanover,
X-101,
Agent Orange,
Pere Ubu,
Skarface,
Quadrant,
Todd Terry,
Television,
Avey Tare,
Aswad,
John Holt,
Pharoah Sanders,
Roxette,
The Smiths,
a-ha,
Terry Callier,
Sällskapet,
Bauhaus,
Crispy Ambulance,
Amon Düül II,
Jacques Brel,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Charles Mingus,
Harpers Bizarre,
DJ Sneak,
The Knickerbockers,
Jeru the Damaja,
Oneida,
Deepchord,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Rosa Yemen,
Bobby Sherman,
This Heat,
Arab on Radar,
The Tremeloes,
B.T. Express,
Japan,
Youth Brigade,
Section 25,
FM Einheit,
Amazonics,
Soul II Soul,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
PIL,
Tommy Roe,
Isaac Hayes,
Lower 48,
Spoonie Gee,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
E-Dancer,
Kool Moe Dee,
Subhumans,
Glambeats Corp.,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Vogues,
Stetsasonic,
Josef K,
Symarip,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme.
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.