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 Togo and from Winnipeg.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 John Cale to the grunge kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 the Sonics. All the underground hits.
All U.S. Maple tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Jesus and Mary Chain 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pylon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Harmonia,
Jeff Lynne,
The Durutti Column,
Eric Dolphy,
Pagans,
the Normal,
Gong,
Delta 5,
Silicon Teens,
Second Layer,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Kenny Larkin,
Maurizio,
Deadbeat,
Stiv Bators,
Marshall Jefferson,
KRS-One,
Graham Central Station,
Groovy Waters,
Whodini,
Gichy Dan,
Subhumans,
Schoolly D,
Josef K,
Frankie Knuckles,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Oblivians,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Move,
a-ha,
These Immortal Souls,
T.S.O.L.,
Thee Headcoats,
Alison Limerick,
Buzzcocks,
Soul II Soul,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Darondo,
Icehouse,
Soul Sonic Force,
the Slits,
Q and Not U,
Boredoms,
Bush Tetras,
Pantytec,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Joensuu 1685,
Alton Ellis,
Marcia Griffiths,
Kerri Chandler,
Spoonie Gee,
This Heat,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Peter and Kerry,
Smog,
Yusef Lateef,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
In Retrospect, In Retrospect, In Retrospect, In Retrospect.
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.