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 Poland and from Delhi.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Shanghai.
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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 The Skatalites to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Pet Shop Boys. All the underground hits.
All Cheater Slicks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Darondo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jeff Mills record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Maurizio,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
10cc,
Bush Tetras,
Terry Callier,
Thompson Twins,
Glambeats Corp.,
Aaron Thompson,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Ossler,
ABC,
the Swans,
Vladislav Delay,
Altered Images,
June of 44,
Qualms,
Pierre Henry,
Sun Ra,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Marc Almond,
Soft Cell,
Sam Rivers,
Tim Buckley,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Doobie Brothers,
La Düsseldorf,
The Associates,
Ludus,
Oneida,
Marvin Gaye,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Letta Mbulu,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Henry Cow,
The Pretty Things,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Blues Magoos,
Warren Ellis,
A Certain Ratio,
Sonic Youth,
The Mighty Diamonds,
DNA,
Buzzcocks,
Hoover,
Khruangbin,
Susan Cadogan,
Panda Bear,
Kenny Larkin,
The Doors,
Metal Thangz,
Gong,
MC5,
The Divine Comedy,
Slick Rick,
Nirvana,
Adolescents,
Pole,
Max Romeo, Max Romeo, Max Romeo, Max Romeo.
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.