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 Saudi Arabia and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Louis and Bebe Barron to the punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Mark Hollis. All the underground hits.
All ABC tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Graham Central Station record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Subhumans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
MC5,
Marcia Griffiths,
Gang Green,
Porter Ricks,
Traffic Nightmare,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
AZ,
John Lydon,
Crash Course in Science,
Arcadia,
The Monochrome Set,
Lakeside,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Cymande,
Franke,
the Fania All-Stars,
Delta 5,
Brick,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Grey Daturas,
Electric Prunes,
D'Angelo,
Blossom Toes,
Matthew Halsall,
Agent Orange,
Lyres,
The Durutti Column,
Electric Light Orchestra,
World's Most,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Cramps,
Index,
Girls At Our Best!,
Hoover,
Cheater Slicks,
Von Mondo,
Kas Product,
Jeru the Damaja,
Whodini,
Brass Construction,
Cluster,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
JFA,
Cybotron,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Vladislav Delay,
Kurtis Blow,
Dave Gahan,
Silicon Teens,
Mo-Dettes,
Malaria!,
The Angels of Light,
The Martian,
Barry Ungar,
Gabor Szabo,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Walker Brothers,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Depeche Mode, Depeche Mode, Depeche Mode, Depeche Mode.
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.