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 Uruguay and from Seoul.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Lyon.
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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam to the rap kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 New Order. All the underground hits.
All Mary Jane Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rhythim Is Rhythim record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Unrelated Segments record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Janne Schatter,
Barbara Tucker,
Zapp,
Wasted Youth,
The Mojo Men,
Symarip,
Scott Walker,
The Music Machine,
Colin Newman,
Stiv Bators,
Pharoah Sanders,
Kas Product,
Pierre Henry,
Liliput,
Jacob Miller,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Dead C,
Toni Rubio,
Sexual Harrassment,
Wings,
Siglo XX,
Aaron Thompson,
Electric Prunes,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Trumans Water,
The Real Kids,
Nas,
Outsiders,
Scrapy,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Fugs,
Joe Smooth,
Agent Orange,
Amon Düül,
Television,
Groovy Waters,
Camberwell Now,
Visage,
Letta Mbulu,
The Knickerbockers,
Simply Red,
Animal Collective,
The Invisible,
Schoolly D,
Jeff Mills,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The American Breed,
Todd Rundgren,
Pet Shop Boys,
Shuggie Otis,
Flamin' Groovies,
Amon Düül II,
Marshall Jefferson,
Ralphi Rosario,
Fatback Band,
Al Stewart,
Minny Pops,
Delon & Dalcan,
Sonic Youth,
Franke,
Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron.
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.