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 Australia and from Lille.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 güiro 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 Lee Hazlewood to the dance 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 Faust. All the underground hits.
All Jerry's Kids tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Faraquet record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Public Enemy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alison Limerick,
Jawbox,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Iggy Pop,
Amon Düül,
Television Personalities,
Vainqueur,
The Sonics,
Chrome,
Eric Copeland,
Skaos,
X-Ray Spex,
Suicide,
Pharoah Sanders,
Laurel Aitken,
Erasure,
Jerry's Kids,
the Normal,
The Cure,
Lyres,
Moebius,
The Fortunes,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Big Daddy Kane,
Lalo Schifrin,
the Bar-Kays,
Althea and Donna,
Sexual Harrassment,
Smog,
The Names,
The Zeros,
The Motions,
The Velvet Underground,
Black Moon,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Qualms,
Wally Richardson,
The Red Krayola,
The Monochrome Set,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Golliwogs,
Au Pairs,
Soft Cell,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Dirtbombs,
Gang Green,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Colin Newman,
Wolf Eyes,
Outsiders,
Peter and Kerry,
David Axelrod,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Ken Boothe,
Stiv Bators,
Quando Quango,
Morten Harket,
Youth Brigade,
Stockholm Monsters, Stockholm Monsters, Stockholm Monsters, Stockholm Monsters.
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.