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 Estonia and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in London.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 guitar 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 Donny Hathaway 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 Deadbeat. All the underground hits.
All The Black Dice tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dave Gahan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 organ and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a 10cc record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Toasters,
Audionom,
Bizarre Inc.,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Rakim,
Alton Ellis,
Archie Shepp,
The Five Americans,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Los Fastidios,
Soul Sonic Force,
Accadde A,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Fuzztones,
Nick Fraelich,
Warren Ellis,
The Human League,
Roxy Music,
The Cure,
Talk Talk,
Electric Prunes,
Wasted Youth,
Henry Cow,
New York Dolls,
Fatback Band,
Bad Manners,
Cameo,
The Gap Band,
One Last Wish,
The J.B.'s,
Lakeside,
Half Japanese,
John Coltrane,
Minor Threat,
Scott Walker,
Faraquet,
Blossom Toes,
Dual Sessions,
The Sonics,
Morten Harket,
The Busters,
Ronan,
Man Eating Sloth,
Pantytec,
D'Angelo,
Adolescents,
Max Romeo,
Lebanon Hanover,
Dark Day,
The Evens,
The Techniques,
X-102,
Ultimate Spinach,
This Heat,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Electric Light Orchestra,
David Bowie,
Jeff Mills,
48th St. Collective,
The Tremeloes,
Japan,
Joy Division,
Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth.
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.