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 Norway and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 harpsichord 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 Mandrill to the disco 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 Faraquet. All the underground hits.
All Crispian St. Peters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Divine Comedy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric B and Rakim,
Kenny Larkin,
Freddie Wadling,
Aaron Thompson,
Quantec,
Boredoms,
8 Eyed Spy,
Altered Images,
Zapp,
Sonic Youth,
The Busters,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Excepter,
Soft Machine,
Intrusion,
Gil Scott Heron,
X-101,
the Soft Cell,
Sarah Menescal,
John Lydon,
Animal Collective,
Joensuu 1685,
Livin' Joy,
Jesper Dahlback,
Can,
Black Moon,
The Blues Magoos,
Deakin,
The Walker Brothers,
Black Flag,
The Associates,
PIL,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Invisible,
Blossom Toes,
Barrington Levy,
The Saints,
The Velvet Underground,
Scott Walker,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Happenings,
Lungfish,
Ken Boothe,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Rapeman,
Arthur Verocai,
Terrestrial Tones,
Albert Ayler,
Peter and Kerry,
Eddi Front,
Sound Behaviour,
Icehouse,
Masters at Work,
Flash Fearless,
The Alarm Clocks,
Blancmange,
FM Einheit,
the Human League,
Mars, Mars, Mars, Mars.
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.