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 Oman and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 Calgary and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 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 Main Source to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Gastr Del Sol. All the underground hits.
All Jeru the Damaja tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Iggy Pop record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Matthew Bourne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Gichy Dan,
Agent Orange,
Bobby Womack,
Erykah Badu,
Black Flag,
Can,
AZ,
Roxette,
The Doobie Brothers,
Second Layer,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Zeros,
The Gladiators,
Theoretical Girls,
Los Fastidios,
Nation of Ulysses,
Mary Jane Girls,
KRS-One,
Johnny Osbourne,
Sun Ra,
The Flesh Eaters,
the Swans,
Bob Dylan,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Matthew Bourne,
Aswad,
Loose Ends,
John Lydon,
The Busters,
MDC,
The Searchers,
Josef K,
The Cramps,
The Sound,
a-ha,
Hot Snakes,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Maleditus Sound,
Crispy Ambulance,
Whodini,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Magma,
Yellowson,
Frankie Knuckles,
Soul Sonic Force,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
John Foxx,
Radiopuhelimet,
Unrelated Segments,
Ultra Naté,
Rosa Yemen,
Tres Demented,
Popol Vuh,
Lucky Dragons,
Janne Schatter,
Funky Four + One,
Guru Guru, Guru Guru, Guru Guru, Guru Guru.
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.