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 Afghanistan and from Glasgow.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
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 Amon Düül to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Justin Hinds & The Dominoes. All the underground hits.
All Bush Tetras tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pantaleimon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 organ and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hot Snakes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rotary Connection,
Ronan,
Boz Scaggs,
Accadde A,
The Invisible,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Morten Harket,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Dave Clark Five,
Nas,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Joe Finger,
Television,
Frankie Knuckles,
Terrestrial Tones,
Scratch Acid,
Barry Ungar,
The Human League,
Tubeway Army,
Bill Near,
Cymande,
Michelle Simonal,
Juan Atkins,
The Cure,
Dark Day,
Warsaw,
ABBA,
Masters at Work,
Rakim,
Aural Exciters,
Prince Buster,
Junior Murvin,
World's Most,
Leonard Cohen,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Arthur Verocai,
John Cale,
Con Funk Shun,
John Lydon,
Camouflage,
Delta 5,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Dorothy Ashby,
Trumans Water,
The Knickerbockers,
Lyres,
Fear,
Lucky Dragons,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Yaz,
Black Flag,
Freddie Wadling,
Unrelated Segments,
Mr. Review,
Excepter,
Scrapy,
Tim Buckley,
The Trojans,
Deadbeat,
Brothers Johnson,
Don Cherry,
Depeche Mode,
Skriet,
Tom Boy, Tom Boy, Tom Boy, Tom Boy.
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.