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 Liberia and from Hong Kong.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Tres Demented to the crunk 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 Stockholm Monsters. All the underground hits.
All CMW tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Qualms 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eli Mardock record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pulsallama,
the Human League,
The Fugs,
The Fall,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Star Department,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The United States of America,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Mummies,
Terry Callier,
Rosa Yemen,
Basic Channel,
Bang On A Can,
Sällskapet,
Ralphi Rosario,
Judy Mowatt,
Eric B and Rakim,
Derrick Morgan,
T. Rex,
The Gun Club,
Eve St. Jones,
Ohio Players,
DJ Style,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Kinks,
L. Decosne,
La Düsseldorf,
Cameo,
Prince Buster,
Spandau Ballet,
8 Eyed Spy,
Nik Kershaw,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Sound,
Patti Smith,
Radiohead,
The Remains,
Grey Daturas,
Max Romeo,
Deadbeat,
Terrestrial Tones,
K-Klass,
Sun City Girls,
Swell Maps,
The Cure,
DNA,
The Young Rascals,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Evens,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Dirtbombs,
The Velvet Underground,
Rod Modell,
Black Sheep,
Jacob Miller,
Symarip,
Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen.
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.