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 Vanuatu and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 snare 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 U.S. Maple to the grime 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 Warren Ellis. All the underground hits.
All The Searchers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pet Shop Boys 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Barry Ungar record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Minny Pops,
Qualms,
Wasted Youth,
The United States of America,
Maleditus Sound,
Lalo Schifrin,
Moby Grape,
Sarah Menescal,
MC5,
Simply Red,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Zeros,
The Flesh Eaters,
Wings,
Nation of Ulysses,
Basic Channel,
Bill Wells,
James White and The Blacks,
Yaz,
Hot Snakes,
Amon Düül,
The Vogues,
Talk Talk,
Spandau Ballet,
The Toasters,
Stockholm Monsters,
Scratch Acid,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Blackbyrds,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Alphaville,
Suicide,
Derrick Morgan,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
the Slits,
Q65,
Colin Newman,
Bootsy Collins,
Black Flag,
Pierre Henry,
Henry Cow,
Hardrive,
The Stooges,
Electric Prunes,
Godley & Creme,
Jerry's Kids,
Kayak,
Dead Boys,
Black Moon,
Spoonie Gee,
Camberwell Now,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Names,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
John Cale,
The Blues Magoos,
Niagra,
The Busters,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Quantec,
Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685.
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.