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 Niger and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Soft Cell to the funk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Alphaville. All the underground hits.
All Tim Buckley tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Index 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Niagra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lucky Dragons,
Skriet,
A Certain Ratio,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Sixth Finger,
The Selecter,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Livin' Joy,
Sister Nancy,
Ituana,
The Dirtbombs,
Country Teasers,
DJ Style,
The Alarm Clocks,
Tres Demented,
Alphaville,
PIL,
Joey Negro,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
KRS-One,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Scrapy,
Ice-T,
Intrusion,
The Pop Group,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Desert Stars,
Oneida,
Alice Coltrane,
Main Source,
Hasil Adkins,
Traffic Nightmare,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Pharoah Sanders,
E-Dancer,
Big Daddy Kane,
Zero Boys,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Evens,
Sparks,
Barclay James Harvest,
Idris Muhammad,
The Techniques,
Young Marble Giants,
Howard Jones,
Joensuu 1685,
The Cowsills,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Young Rascals,
One Last Wish,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Swans,
The Fuzztones,
the Association,
Ken Boothe,
Chrome,
Groovy Waters,
Sandy B,
48th St. Collective,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Man Parrish,
Dawn Penn,
Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls.
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.