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 Cape Verde and from Woodstock.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 rhodes 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 Morten Harket to the techno 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 Lonnie Liston Smith. All the underground hits.
All Surgeon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Blancmange 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Strawberry Alarm Clock record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Alarm Clocks,
Man Parrish,
Q and Not U,
MC5,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
New York Dolls,
Audionom,
The Stooges,
Cybotron,
Fugazi,
The Modern Lovers,
The Dave Clark Five,
Gregory Isaacs,
Lalo Schifrin,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Joey Negro,
Pantytec,
Easy Going,
Isaac Hayes,
Gastr Del Sol,
Bang On A Can,
Danielle Patucci,
EPMD,
Sixth Finger,
Ronan,
Nico,
Kenny Larkin,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
A Certain Ratio,
The Raincoats,
Depeche Mode,
Qualms,
The Trojans,
Tim Buckley,
X-101,
Howard Jones,
Reuben Wilson,
Soft Cell,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Stereo Dub,
Roy Ayers,
Monks,
Don Cherry,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Television Personalities,
Rotary Connection,
Intrusion,
Eve St. Jones,
Arcadia,
Thee Headcoats,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Dirtbombs,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Matthew Bourne,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Marmalade,
Wings,
New Age Steppers,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
James Chance & The Contortions, James Chance & The Contortions, James Chance & The Contortions, James Chance & The Contortions.
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.