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 Guinea and from Halifax.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Adolescents. All the underground hits.
All John Holt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eddi Front record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Black Bananas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sixth Finger,
Average White Band,
Black Moon,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Cal Tjader,
Pet Shop Boys,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Motions,
Young Marble Giants,
Lee Hazlewood,
Flipper,
Joey Negro,
The Monochrome Set,
Buzzcocks,
The Knickerbockers,
Nirvana,
X-101,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Barracudas,
Eddi Front,
Sun City Girls,
The Golliwogs,
D'Angelo,
Sister Nancy,
Fugazi,
Intrusion,
Groovy Waters,
Lalann,
Deepchord,
Shuggie Otis,
The Blackbyrds,
Avey Tare,
Sound Behaviour,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Ken Boothe,
Sun Ra,
Von Mondo,
Sällskapet,
The Happenings,
The Neon Judgement,
H. Thieme,
Section 25,
Sparks,
Second Layer,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Television Personalities,
Joensuu 1685,
Brass Construction,
Carl Craig,
Rod Modell,
Anakelly,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Cymande,
The Mojo Men,
Oneida,
Amazonics,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Alarm Clocks,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Mary Jane Girls,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Quadrant,
Bauhaus, Bauhaus, Bauhaus, Bauhaus.
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.