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 East Timor and from Milan.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Throbbing Gristle to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Grauzone. All the underground hits.
All The Black Dice tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Q65 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Basic Channel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Charles Mingus,
the Association,
Kerrie Biddell,
Gong,
Scan 7,
The Wake,
Saccharine Trust,
Minor Threat,
Aural Exciters,
U.S. Maple,
Silicon Teens,
Metal Thangz,
Thompson Twins,
Suicide,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Gories,
The American Breed,
D'Angelo,
Visage,
Glenn Branca,
Slave,
Leonard Cohen,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Icehouse,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Absolute Body Control,
Drive Like Jehu,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Wire,
Guru Guru,
Nick Fraelich,
Janne Schatter,
Bootsy Collins,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Neon Judgement,
Hot Snakes,
Mad Mike,
Cybotron,
Andrew Hill,
The Smiths,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Avey Tare,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Donald Byrd,
Maleditus Sound,
Jacques Brel,
Stetsasonic,
Joensuu 1685,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Cowsills,
Fela Kuti,
The Monochrome Set,
Scratch Acid,
Marine Girls,
Sun City Girls,
Rod Modell,
The Monks,
Section 25,
Aaron Thompson,
Glambeats Corp.,
Boredoms, Boredoms, Boredoms, Boredoms.
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.