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 Grenada and from Manchester.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Eyeless In Gaza to the electroclash 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 Sällskapet. All the underground hits.
All Marshall Jefferson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Niagra record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Swans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Gil Scott Heron,
Q and Not U,
Jerry's Kids,
Davy DMX,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Litter,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Faraquet,
Oneida,
Bill Wells,
Sister Nancy,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Pantaleimon,
Spandau Ballet,
The American Breed,
Todd Terry,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Last Poets,
E-Dancer,
Lalo Schifrin,
MDC,
Sandy B,
T.S.O.L.,
Cluster,
Duran Duran,
The Trojans,
Big Daddy Kane,
Pagans,
Lou Christie,
Tropical Tobacco,
Sam Rivers,
The Fugs,
OOIOO,
Tres Demented,
It's A Beautiful Day,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Panda Bear,
Iggy Pop,
Procol Harum,
The Gap Band,
Camberwell Now,
Barrington Levy,
Pere Ubu,
Bill Near,
Patti Smith,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Moby Grape,
The Remains,
H. Thieme,
the Swans,
The Associates,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Kevin Saunderson,
Smog,
The Evens,
Rufus Thomas,
The Move,
Country Teasers,
Larry & the Blue Notes, Larry & the Blue Notes, Larry & the Blue Notes, Larry & the Blue Notes.
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.