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 Somalia and from Edmonton.
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 Stockholm and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Bobby Sherman to the techno 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 Laurel Aitken. All the underground hits.
All Ituana tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every OOIOO record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 rhodes and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Groovy Waters,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Michelle Simonal,
Arab on Radar,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Yaz,
Kas Product,
the Soft Cell,
Wolf Eyes,
Jimmy McGriff,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Jerry's Kids,
10cc,
Sixth Finger,
Gastr Del Sol,
Metal Thangz,
Main Source,
The Angels of Light,
China Crisis,
Can,
Kerrie Biddell,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
X-101,
The Monks,
Second Layer,
Sun City Girls,
Kurtis Blow,
Sonic Youth,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Amon Düül,
Joey Negro,
Pierre Henry,
Outsiders,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Mary Jane Girls,
Spandau Ballet,
The Smoke,
cv313,
Jeru the Damaja,
Angry Samoans,
Man Parrish,
Dark Day,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Kaleidoscope,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Black Dice,
David Bowie,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Crash Course in Science,
Newcleus,
The Detroit Cobras,
Technova,
June of 44,
Dual Sessions,
Glenn Branca,
Bauhaus,
Kayak,
K-Klass,
Hardrive,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Goldenarms,
FM Einheit, FM Einheit, FM Einheit, FM Einheit.
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.