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 Cameroon and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Index to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Jerry's Kids. All the underground hits.
All Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Delon & Dalcan 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pet Shop Boys record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Icehouse,
Peter & Gordon,
Los Fastidios,
Minor Threat,
Albert Ayler,
Electric Prunes,
Theoretical Girls,
Gregory Isaacs,
Dual Sessions,
B.T. Express,
Pere Ubu,
Animal Collective,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Moss Icon,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
World's Most,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Eric Dolphy,
Echospace,
the Association,
Cal Tjader,
Charles Mingus,
Eddi Front,
Model 500,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Chris & Cosey,
Scratch Acid,
Porter Ricks,
Sound Behaviour,
The Human League,
Flipper,
Stiv Bators,
10cc,
Organ,
Tommy Roe,
Wire,
Simply Red,
The Real Kids,
Chrome,
The Selecter,
PIL,
Inner City,
Marcia Griffiths,
UT,
The Doors,
Crime,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Electric Prunes,
Altered Images,
The Motions,
Eric Copeland,
Bush Tetras,
Lightning Bolt,
Minutemen,
Scrapy,
Davy DMX,
MDC,
Lucky Dragons,
Essential Logic,
Rites of Spring,
Black Pus,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Monks,
Don Cherry, Don Cherry, Don Cherry, Don Cherry.
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.