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 Moldova and from Milan.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Urselle to the rap kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Barry Ungar. All the underground hits.
All Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Flash Fearless record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Human League record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Main Source,
Dave Gahan,
The Raincoats,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Gun Club,
Minor Threat,
The Slackers,
The Red Krayola,
Hoover,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Terry Callier,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Faust,
Mandrill,
The Move,
OOIOO,
Terrestrial Tones,
Alton Ellis,
Aural Exciters,
The Searchers,
The Wake,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Smiths,
Tears for Fears,
The Dirtbombs,
Zapp,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Cal Tjader,
Jacob Miller,
Rites of Spring,
Flash Fearless,
June of 44,
Gang Green,
Pulsallama,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Derrick Morgan,
Gang Gang Dance,
Jeru the Damaja,
Soft Cell,
Alphaville,
D'Angelo,
the Association,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Sound,
Johnny Clarke,
48th St. Collective,
The Invisible,
Bush Tetras,
Television Personalities,
Scan 7,
Average White Band,
Tres Demented,
ABBA,
Jawbox,
Gong,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Nik Kershaw,
Technova,
Harmonia,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu.
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.