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 Tanzania and from Halifax.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the sitar 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 The Dave Clark Five to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Motions. All the underground hits.
All Kayak tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Echospace 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cal Tjader record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lower 48,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Colin Newman,
the Soft Cell,
Gichy Dan,
Harry Pussy,
Gang of Four,
EPMD,
The Music Machine,
Aswad,
Brothers Johnson,
The Fuzztones,
Bill Near,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Theoretical Girls,
the Germs,
Flash Fearless,
Sixth Finger,
Maleditus Sound,
Alphaville,
Soft Machine,
The Moleskins,
Reagan Youth,
Outsiders,
Susan Cadogan,
Japan,
Marine Girls,
Suicide,
The Vogues,
Procol Harum,
Kerri Chandler,
Monolake,
Gang Green,
Oneida,
Make Up,
Flipper,
Fela Kuti,
Prince Buster,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Roger Hodgson,
Curtis Mayfield,
Skarface,
OOIOO,
The Raincoats,
Quadrant,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Alarm Clocks,
Chris & Cosey,
Alton Ellis,
In Retrospect,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Evens,
Siglo XX,
the Slits,
Gerry Rafferty,
Sound Behaviour,
Fugazi,
The Invisible,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Smiths,
Eli Mardock,
The Moody Blues,
Lyres, Lyres, Lyres, Lyres.
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.