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 El Salvador and from Bologna.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Shadows of Knight to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Dennis Brown. All the underground hits.
All Justin Hinds & The Dominoes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Moebius record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Tremeloes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ohio Players,
Crispy Ambulance,
Curtis Mayfield,
Kayak,
The Blues Magoos,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Sound Behaviour,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Fuzztones,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Scott Walker,
The Pop Group,
Eve St. Jones,
Main Source,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Fugs,
A Certain Ratio,
The Alarm Clocks,
Icehouse,
Crash Course in Science,
the Fania All-Stars,
Youth Brigade,
R.M.O.,
Colin Newman,
Marcia Griffiths,
Gang Green,
ABBA,
Gil Scott Heron,
Junior Murvin,
Ken Boothe,
Bobby Womack,
Erasure,
The Sound,
The Music Machine,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Misunderstood,
Andrew Hill,
Janne Schatter,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Unrelated Segments,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
It's A Beautiful Day,
La Düsseldorf,
Jacob Miller,
Amon Düül,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Barclay James Harvest,
Average White Band,
Todd Rundgren,
Gang Starr,
Donald Byrd,
The Vogues,
Danielle Patucci,
The Five Americans,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Real Kids,
Sonny Sharrock,
London Community Gospel Choir,
48th St. Collective,
Carl Craig,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Aural Exciters, Aural Exciters, Aural Exciters, Aural Exciters.
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.