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 St Lucia and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Lagos.
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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Fela Kuti to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 The Tremeloes. All the underground hits.
All Moby Grape tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Dave Clark Five record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sarah Menescal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Young Rascals,
The Smoke,
Donny Hathaway,
The Cramps,
The Count Five,
Stiv Bators,
Glenn Branca,
Jacques Brel,
Warsaw,
Mo-Dettes,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Beau Brummels,
Dawn Penn,
This Heat,
Brass Construction,
June of 44,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Masters at Work,
Man Parrish,
Marshall Jefferson,
New Age Steppers,
Television,
The Birthday Party,
Harmonia,
The Gap Band,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Nick Fraelich,
Soulsonic Force,
Kas Product,
The Moody Blues,
The Human League,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Stooges,
Johnny Clarke,
Liliput,
Funky Four + One,
Jeff Lynne,
The Divine Comedy,
Simply Red,
Kurtis Blow,
Lower 48,
The Shadows of Knight,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Al Stewart,
Newcleus,
ABBA,
X-102,
Dead Boys,
The Slits,
The Dead C,
Scientists,
Camouflage,
The Knickerbockers,
Aswad,
Barry Ungar,
Arab on Radar,
The Detroit Cobras,
Skarface,
John Holt,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Loose Ends, Loose Ends, Loose Ends, Loose Ends.
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.