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 Finland and from Philadelphia.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience to the jazz 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 The Zeros. All the underground hits.
All The Stooges tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Shuggie Otis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Justin Hinds & The Dominoes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Grass Roots,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Susan Cadogan,
Q and Not U,
Wolf Eyes,
Symarip,
Mark Hollis,
Gang of Four,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Sight & Sound,
Maurizio,
Peter & Gordon,
The Alarm Clocks,
Gang Gang Dance,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
CMW,
Los Fastidios,
FM Einheit,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Don Cherry,
Liliput,
The Selecter,
Mary Jane Girls,
Hot Snakes,
James White and The Blacks,
Tres Demented,
Cymande,
Cluster,
Lebanon Hanover,
Ralphi Rosario,
Spoonie Gee,
The Slackers,
Derrick May,
Pussy Galore,
John Lydon,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Moebius,
Dual Sessions,
Lalo Schifrin,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Vainqueur,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Trumans Water,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Ultravox,
Charles Mingus,
Fatback Band,
Steve Hackett,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Gong,
Neil Young,
The Names,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Red Krayola,
Kayak,
Yusef Lateef,
Zapp,
Bush Tetras,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Jandek, Jandek, Jandek, Jandek.
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.