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 Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Angry Samoans to the dance 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 Marshall Jefferson. All the underground hits.
All Laurel Aitken tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Barbara Tucker record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Neil Young,
Reagan Youth,
Brick,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Yellowson,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Albert Ayler,
the Bar-Kays,
This Heat,
Hardrive,
Amazonics,
Sight & Sound,
The United States of America,
Carl Craig,
Harmonia,
Dark Day,
Kayak,
Jerry's Kids,
The Buckinghams,
Jacob Miller,
Peter & Gordon,
Amon Düül,
Matthew Bourne,
The Real Kids,
Fear,
Jeff Mills,
Vainqueur,
Second Layer,
Blossom Toes,
The Fall,
Guru Guru,
Henry Cow,
The Trojans,
Rufus Thomas,
The Zeros,
Connie Case,
Delon & Dalcan,
Depeche Mode,
Susan Cadogan,
The Velvet Underground,
The Index,
Bad Manners,
Minor Threat,
Schoolly D,
Laurel Aitken,
Bill Wells,
Ituana,
Lebanon Hanover,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Grauzone,
The Beau Brummels,
Interpol,
John Foxx,
These Immortal Souls,
The Alarm Clocks,
Lungfish,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Aural Exciters,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Unwound,
Buzzcocks,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Associates, The Associates, The Associates, The Associates.
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.