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 Togo and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Edmonton.
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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Jerry Gold Smith to the punk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Sixth Finger. All the underground hits.
All Moebius tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Be Bop Deluxe record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 rhodes and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a One Last Wish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marvin Gaye,
The Dead C,
Rapeman,
Cybotron,
Slick Rick,
The Divine Comedy,
The Smiths,
Matthew Halsall,
Banda Bassotti,
Gerry Rafferty,
the Human League,
The Golliwogs,
New Order,
Barrington Levy,
The Zeros,
Symarip,
Soul II Soul,
Cluster,
Bill Wells,
Procol Harum,
The Remains,
The Smoke,
Groovy Waters,
Joe Smooth,
Gang Gang Dance,
Gichy Dan,
the Swans,
Sunsets and Hearts,
ABBA,
Bauhaus,
Charles Mingus,
June Days,
Dawn Penn,
Eric Dolphy,
Ultimate Spinach,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Peter & Gordon,
The Names,
Grandmaster Flash,
Amon Düül,
Parry Music,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Youth Brigade,
The Count Five,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Chris & Cosey,
Nik Kershaw,
T.S.O.L.,
Brick,
Sound Behaviour,
Electric Light Orchestra,
World's Most,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Stooges,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Todd Terry,
Man Eating Sloth,
Tommy Roe,
Radiopuhelimet,
This Heat,
Absolute Body Control,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Durutti Column, The Durutti Column, The Durutti Column, The Durutti Column.
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.