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 Antigua and from Taipei.
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 Milan and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Thompson Twins to the disco 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 Robert Görl. All the underground hits.
All 8 Eyed Spy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hoover record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Cowsills record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nick Fraelich,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Gichy Dan,
Minny Pops,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Seeds,
Radio Birdman,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Selecter,
The United States of America,
Joensuu 1685,
The Blues Magoos,
Darondo,
Minnie Riperton,
Glambeats Corp.,
Swell Maps,
Dave Gahan,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Spandau Ballet,
Charles Mingus,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Massinfluence,
the Sonics,
Kaleidoscope,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Barrington Levy,
Pere Ubu,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Yusef Lateef,
the Association,
the Normal,
The Residents,
Amon Düül II,
the Soft Cell,
Arab on Radar,
Fela Kuti,
Patti Smith,
Delon & Dalcan,
Can,
Dawn Penn,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Josef K,
Accadde A,
Nico,
Lalann,
Don Cherry,
This Heat,
Pulsallama,
X-101,
Erykah Badu,
Joyce Sims,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Audionom,
Arthur Verocai,
Monks,
Japan,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Duran Duran,
The Electric Prunes,
Aswad, Aswad, Aswad, Aswad.
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.