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 the UAE and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Bizarre Inc. to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Mary Jane Girls. All the underground hits.
All Groovy Waters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Moleskins record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 an organ and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gil Scott Heron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joy Division,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Silicon Teens,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
T.S.O.L.,
The Fugs,
Ultravox,
K-Klass,
John Foxx,
Faust,
Lakeside,
Theoretical Girls,
Alphaville,
Spoonie Gee,
DJ Style,
Monks,
Swans,
Newcleus,
the Human League,
Aural Exciters,
Wire,
Maurizio,
Gregory Isaacs,
Pantaleimon,
Electric Light Orchestra,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Max Romeo,
Pussy Galore,
Black Sheep,
Terrestrial Tones,
Robert Hood,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Aswad,
Michelle Simonal,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Barbara Tucker,
The J.B.'s,
Donny Hathaway,
Neil Young,
Ludus,
Agitation Free,
Scion,
Nico,
Public Image Ltd.,
Jawbox,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Standells,
Minnie Riperton,
These Immortal Souls,
Sexual Harrassment,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Laurel Aitken,
Matthew Bourne,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Jesper Dahlback,
Grey Daturas,
Rapeman,
Barry Ungar,
F. McDonald,
David Axelrod,
The Black Dice, The Black Dice, The Black Dice, The Black Dice.
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.