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 Palau and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 arpeggiator 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 The Skatalites 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 De La Soul & Jungle Brothers. All the underground hits.
All The Saints tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Quantec record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Flamin' Groovies,
Masters at Work,
Bang On A Can,
Circle Jerks,
The Birthday Party,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Cowsills,
The Smoke,
8 Eyed Spy,
Suicide,
The Searchers,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Cure,
JFA,
David Axelrod,
Minny Pops,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Visage,
Bad Manners,
Pet Shop Boys,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Nik Kershaw,
Laurel Aitken,
Sandy B,
Gregory Isaacs,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Roxette,
Black Sheep,
Quando Quango,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Schoolly D,
Hot Snakes,
ABBA,
Matthew Bourne,
Goldenarms,
Little Man,
Peter & Gordon,
The American Breed,
Intrusion,
Clear Light,
The Standells,
Los Fastidios,
Theoretical Girls,
Cameo,
Excepter,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Adolescents,
Shoche,
Eric Copeland,
Tim Buckley,
Sarah Menescal,
The Blues Magoos,
Basic Channel,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Davy DMX,
Panda Bear,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
June Days, June Days, June Days, June Days.
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.