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 Venezuela and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 clarinet 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 China Crisis to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Jeru the Damaja. All the underground hits.
All Arthur Verocai tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Max Romeo 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Coltrane record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Unwound,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Glambeats Corp.,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
James White and The Blacks,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Brick,
Joyce Sims,
Wire,
Schoolly D,
Radio Birdman,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Camberwell Now,
The Young Rascals,
Livin' Joy,
One Last Wish,
Oblivians,
Josef K,
Nas,
The Remains,
David Bowie,
Gang Green,
Rufus Thomas,
Qualms,
Groovy Waters,
Bauhaus,
Eric Dolphy,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Gabor Szabo,
Sparks,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Eve St. Jones,
Juan Atkins,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Pharoah Sanders,
Adolescents,
Moby Grape,
Johnny Osbourne,
Jerry's Kids,
Vainqueur,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Bronski Beat,
Kerrie Biddell,
8 Eyed Spy,
U.S. Maple,
Connie Case,
Q and Not U,
Mr. Review,
Leonard Cohen,
CMW,
Trumans Water,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Fat Boys,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Underground Resistance,
Delon & Dalcan,
Country Teasers,
Stetsasonic,
Patti Smith,
Duran Duran,
Marine Girls,
Angry Samoans, Angry Samoans, Angry Samoans, Angry Samoans.
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.