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 Yemen and from Bremen.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 marimba 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 Lightning Bolt to the techno kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Marine Girls. All the underground hits.
All Ronan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Graham Central Station record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bob Dylan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Khruangbin,
Easy Going,
The Fire Engines,
Duran Duran,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Soft Machine,
Deepchord,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Gun Club,
Marc Almond,
The Modern Lovers,
Gong,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
PIL,
June of 44,
The Red Krayola,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Marine Girls,
The Remains,
Outsiders,
Man Parrish,
Joy Division,
Deadbeat,
Sam Rivers,
Eddi Front,
B.T. Express,
Patti Smith,
Amon Düül,
The Dead C,
the Germs,
Crash Course in Science,
Ituana,
Kaleidoscope,
Pere Ubu,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Nico,
8 Eyed Spy,
Cal Tjader,
Lightning Bolt,
Can,
The Blackbyrds,
Derrick Morgan,
Albert Ayler,
The Raincoats,
John Holt,
Robert Hood,
Kas Product,
Slick Rick,
the Soft Cell,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Brand Nubian,
X-Ray Spex,
The Standells,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Crispy Ambulance,
Interpol,
Jimmy McGriff,
KRS-One,
Quantec, Quantec, Quantec, Quantec.
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.