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 Micronesia and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 linndrum 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 T.S.O.L. to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Yusef Lateef. All the underground hits.
All Terror Squad Feat. Camron tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Clear Light record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a DeepChord presents Echospace record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 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?
La Düsseldorf,
Minor Threat,
Average White Band,
Harmonia,
Lindisfarne,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Chris Corsano,
Joey Negro,
Bob Dylan,
Visage,
Q and Not U,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Bad Manners,
The Residents,
Mantronix,
Roger Hodgson,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Unwound,
Freddie Wadling,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Groovy Waters,
Jeff Lynne,
The Golliwogs,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Ornette Coleman,
Darondo,
E-Dancer,
Eric Dolphy,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Joensuu 1685,
Quando Quango,
Soft Cell,
Spandau Ballet,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Eli Mardock,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Smiths,
China Crisis,
Tubeway Army,
Flipper,
The Move,
Stereo Dub,
Hashim,
Slave,
Matthew Bourne,
Depeche Mode,
Can,
Buzzcocks,
Boredoms,
Davy DMX,
Connie Case,
The Walker Brothers,
Archie Shepp,
Babytalk,
Intrusion,
Angry Samoans,
T. Rex,
The Associates,
Roxette,
Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza.
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.