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 Mauritius and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 harpsichord 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 Reuben Wilson to the electroclash 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 Ken Boothe. All the underground hits.
All Ohio Players tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Easy Going 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Sisters of Mercy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lucky Dragons,
The Human League,
Mantronix,
Graham Central Station,
Gil Scott Heron,
Sight & Sound,
Massinfluence,
Eric B and Rakim,
Kas Product,
Deepchord,
Lindisfarne,
Oneida,
Parry Music,
EPMD,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Scion,
Loose Ends,
Scientists,
Excepter,
The Stooges,
Kerri Chandler,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Alarm Clocks,
Man Eating Sloth,
Susan Cadogan,
Arthur Verocai,
Circle Jerks,
Fad Gadget,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Morten Harket,
Tears for Fears,
The Young Rascals,
Grandmaster Flash,
a-ha,
Talk Talk,
Arcadia,
The Detroit Cobras,
Gang Green,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Lightning Bolt,
June of 44,
Silicon Teens,
Popol Vuh,
Faust,
Minor Threat,
Whodini,
Sällskapet,
Laurel Aitken,
Erykah Badu,
Yellowson,
Marshall Jefferson,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Lakeside,
The Seeds,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Sun Ra,
JFA,
The Monks, The Monks, The Monks, The Monks.
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.