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 Madagascar and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide 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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Fear to the grime 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 Marc Almond. All the underground hits.
All Ultimate Spinach tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eyeless In Gaza 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a 808 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 harpsichord and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Minny Pops,
The Human League,
Whodini,
Fluxion,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
the Slits,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Invisible,
Make Up,
Pole,
Scan 7,
Faraquet,
The Offenders,
Beasts of Bourbon,
ABC,
Sonic Youth,
Lee Hazlewood,
Glambeats Corp.,
Bad Manners,
Chris & Cosey,
Kas Product,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Robert Wyatt,
Echospace,
Excepter,
Crime,
Heaven 17,
Sun City Girls,
Television,
Matthew Bourne,
Warren Ellis,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Crooked Eye,
Procol Harum,
Agitation Free,
Laurel Aitken,
Jeff Lynne,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Electric Prunes,
Pantytec,
The Mojo Men,
Average White Band,
Grauzone,
Vainqueur,
New Order,
The Standells,
Groovy Waters,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Residents,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Stooges,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Roxy Music,
Hashim,
Erykah Badu,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Matthew Halsall,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Avey Tare,
Interpol,
Absolute Body Control, Absolute Body Control, Absolute Body Control, Absolute Body Control.
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.