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 Algeria and from Jakarta.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
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 Von Mondo to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Suburban Knight. All the underground hits.
All Electric Light Orchestra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Star Department 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pantaleimon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ponytail,
The Last Poets,
Eurythmics,
X-101,
Tomorrow,
Graham Central Station,
The Wake,
Laurel Aitken,
Dual Sessions,
Hoover,
The Black Dice,
Brass Construction,
Rotary Connection,
Freddie Wadling,
Vainqueur,
The Buckinghams,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Connie Case,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Tres Demented,
Hasil Adkins,
Todd Rundgren,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Bill Near,
Model 500,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Detroit Cobras,
Kurtis Blow,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Ronan,
The Smiths,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Television Personalities,
The Neon Judgement,
Barbara Tucker,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Roxette,
Eddi Front,
The Fugs,
Negative Approach,
Maleditus Sound,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Aloha Tigers,
The Blackbyrds,
June of 44,
Sällskapet,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Aaron Thompson,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Litter,
Girls At Our Best!,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Sugar Minott,
Visage,
The Cowsills,
Pussy Galore,
Ossler,
CMW,
The Slits,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
the Swans,
John Cale, John Cale, John Cale, John Cale.
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.