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 Guinea and from Houston.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Monolake to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu. All the underground hits.
All Marine Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gang Starr record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sight & Sound 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?
Godley & Creme,
Talk Talk,
Scratch Acid,
The Index,
The Seeds,
Neil Young,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Frankie Knuckles,
Erykah Badu,
Jeru the Damaja,
Average White Band,
kango's stein massive,
The Shadows of Knight,
China Crisis,
Tom Boy,
Sixth Finger,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Ice-T,
Bill Near,
Young Marble Giants,
the Bar-Kays,
Das Ding,
Sarah Menescal,
Second Layer,
Aaron Thompson,
Can,
Peter & Gordon,
Scion,
Juan Atkins,
Sex Pistols,
Magma,
Blancmange,
Depeche Mode,
Marc Almond,
Dual Sessions,
Derrick Morgan,
The Velvet Underground,
Marine Girls,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Scott Walker,
Barclay James Harvest,
Oblivians,
Mark Hollis,
Deepchord,
Dark Day,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Music Machine,
Skaos,
The Modern Lovers,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Vainqueur,
Simply Red,
cv313,
Harmonia,
Suburban Knight,
Unrelated Segments,
the Soft Cell,
Nik Kershaw,
Sound Behaviour,
Angry Samoans,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Laurel Aitken, Laurel Aitken, Laurel Aitken, Laurel Aitken.
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.