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 United Kingdom and from Edmonton.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the 808 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 Rakim to the funk 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 Babytalk. All the underground hits.
All Sun City Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lou Reed & John Cale record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 synthesizer and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Dave Clark Five record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Minutemen,
The Real Kids,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Toni Rubio,
Black Moon,
Terrestrial Tones,
Visage,
The Fire Engines,
Andrew Hill,
Panda Bear,
EPMD,
Marcia Griffiths,
Sam Rivers,
The Litter,
Black Pus,
Bill Near,
Buzzcocks,
ABC,
The Motions,
Harry Pussy,
Derrick Morgan,
Arab on Radar,
Fatback Band,
Skaos,
The Detroit Cobras,
Stockholm Monsters,
the Association,
The Victims,
The Golliwogs,
Depeche Mode,
Hasil Adkins,
The Misunderstood,
The Kinks,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Beau Brummels,
Banda Bassotti,
Surgeon,
Scientists,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Icehouse,
Urselle,
Blossom Toes,
Deakin,
Tim Buckley,
Spandau Ballet,
Roxy Music,
The Fall,
These Immortal Souls,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Chris & Cosey,
Wolf Eyes,
Ossler,
The Leaves,
Prince Buster,
the Normal,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Deepchord,
Thee Headcoats,
The Associates,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Ituana,
Von Mondo, Von Mondo, Von Mondo, Von Mondo.
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.