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 Lithuania and from Copenhagen.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Quantec 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 Lizzy Mercier Descloux. All the underground hits.
All Jawbox tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ludus record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a cv313 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nirvana,
Lou Christie,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Amazonics,
Fugazi,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Intrusion,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Dirtbombs,
kango's stein massive,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Faraquet,
The Slackers,
Theoretical Girls,
Dual Sessions,
The Barracudas,
Lou Reed,
Gang Gang Dance,
Tres Demented,
Easy Going,
EPMD,
Brand Nubian,
Simply Red,
Skaos,
Blossom Toes,
Mad Mike,
Stiv Bators,
Bill Near,
Soul II Soul,
La Düsseldorf,
Bad Manners,
Arab on Radar,
Donald Byrd,
Accadde A,
The Names,
Maurizio,
Nico,
Grey Daturas,
Rites of Spring,
Man Parrish,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Associates,
Lalann,
Minny Pops,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Make Up,
The Velvet Underground,
Public Enemy,
Basic Channel,
Interpol,
Robert Wyatt,
Joyce Sims,
Hot Snakes,
Excepter,
The Smiths,
Marc Almond,
Ronan,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Symarip,
Darondo,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Index,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band.
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.