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 Djibouti and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 Kango’s Stein Massive to the crunk 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 Gary Puckett & The Union Gap. All the underground hits.
All Trumans Water tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Skriet 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Black Moon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Electric Prunes,
Pulsallama,
Eli Mardock,
DNA,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Pharoah Sanders,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Vogues,
Tres Demented,
Bobby Sherman,
Livin' Joy,
Soul Sonic Force,
Heaven 17,
Lou Christie,
Little Man,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Intrusion,
a-ha,
Roger Hodgson,
Underground Resistance,
Procol Harum,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Los Fastidios,
Y Pants,
Ponytail,
The Gap Band,
Masters at Work,
The Sound,
the Bar-Kays,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Clear Light,
Main Source,
ABC,
Cymande,
Junior Murvin,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Flipper,
Scion,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Icehouse,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
New Order,
Darondo,
The Skatalites,
LL Cool J,
X-Ray Spex,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Monochrome Set,
Joey Negro,
Gabor Szabo,
Black Flag,
Desert Stars,
Porter Ricks,
Patti Smith,
X-101,
Minor Threat,
Janne Schatter,
Public Enemy,
Mark Hollis,
Grey Daturas,
A Certain Ratio, A Certain Ratio, A Certain Ratio, A Certain Ratio.
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.