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 Liechtenstein and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Brand Nubian to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Lee Hazlewood. All the underground hits.
All Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Donny Hathaway record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 a spring reverb and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cabaret Voltaire record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Toni Rubio,
Nation of Ulysses,
Kaleidoscope,
the Association,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Steve Hackett,
Sugar Minott,
Stereo Dub,
One Last Wish,
Robert Wyatt,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Motions,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Yaz,
The Moody Blues,
Tears for Fears,
KRS-One,
Television Personalities,
Monolake,
Minor Threat,
Youth Brigade,
Girls At Our Best!,
Joyce Sims,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Make Up,
E-Dancer,
The Leaves,
Lyres,
Q65,
Lebanon Hanover,
Fad Gadget,
Bad Manners,
Jimmy McGriff,
Kool Moe Dee,
The New Christs,
Mantronix,
Visage,
Organ,
Angry Samoans,
Deadbeat,
The Gladiators,
The Cowsills,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Litter,
Saccharine Trust,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Isaac Hayes,
Minnie Riperton,
Wolf Eyes,
Kerrie Biddell,
U.S. Maple,
Hot Snakes,
Grandmaster Flash,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Deepchord, Deepchord, Deepchord, Deepchord.
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.