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 Serbia and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Banda Bassotti to the grime 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 Siglo XX. All the underground hits.
All Arcadia tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Moss Icon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 harpsichord and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scott Walker record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Audionom,
Todd Terry,
Jandek,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Techniques,
Camouflage,
Ronnie Foster,
Amon Düül II,
Eden Ahbez,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Quadrant,
Surgeon,
Television Personalities,
Royal Trux,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Traffic Nightmare,
Toni Rubio,
Dave Gahan,
The Star Department,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Marine Girls,
Juan Atkins,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Morten Harket,
Roy Ayers,
Tubeway Army,
Gang Starr,
Letta Mbulu,
Terry Callier,
Fatback Band,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Average White Band,
Mark Hollis,
Gang Gang Dance,
Ice-T,
Au Pairs,
Simply Red,
Alton Ellis,
Lindisfarne,
The Vogues,
Stetsasonic,
The Slackers,
Tres Demented,
Pylon,
Electric Prunes,
Flamin' Groovies,
June of 44,
Boogie Down Productions,
Bobby Byrd,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Tremeloes,
EPMD,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Crash Course in Science,
Sexual Harrassment,
Camberwell Now,
Peter & Gordon,
John Lydon,
Crispian St. Peters,
China Crisis,
Iggy Pop, Iggy Pop, Iggy Pop, Iggy Pop.
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.