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 Malaysia and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel to the techno 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 Martian. All the underground hits.
All Michelle Simonal tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Thompson Twins 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Liaisons Dangereuses record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Evens,
Godley & Creme,
Oneida,
John Coltrane,
Carl Craig,
The Pop Group,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Smog,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
John Lydon,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Alton Ellis,
MC5,
Slave,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Mo-Dettes,
Shuggie Otis,
The Wake,
Con Funk Shun,
Cal Tjader,
Fat Boys,
The Busters,
Jandek,
L. Decosne,
Patti Smith,
The Divine Comedy,
Echospace,
Bang On A Can,
Supertramp,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Nico,
Stereo Dub,
Rakim,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Pierre Henry,
The Music Machine,
Amazonics,
The Fortunes,
Charles Mingus,
Bluetip,
The Searchers,
Man Eating Sloth,
New Order,
ABC,
Cymande,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Sonic Youth,
Anthony Braxton,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Cure,
Sparks,
Severed Heads,
Gabor Szabo,
Donald Byrd,
Animal Collective,
Rites of Spring,
Magazine,
PIL,
The Grass Roots,
Faraquet,
Outsiders,
Connie Case, Connie Case, Connie Case, Connie Case.
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.