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 Belarus and from Manchester.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Excepter to the rock 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 Brand Nubian. All the underground hits.
All Lungfish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every New Age Steppers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a These Immortal Souls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Misunderstood,
Sixth Finger,
Peter & Gordon,
Dave Gahan,
Fad Gadget,
The Divine Comedy,
Kerrie Biddell,
Crash Course in Science,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Ituana,
One Last Wish,
Smog,
Byron Stingily,
The Black Dice,
Glenn Branca,
Saccharine Trust,
the Germs,
Joey Negro,
10cc,
Basic Channel,
Pussy Galore,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Ronnie Foster,
Liliput,
The Happenings,
Nation of Ulysses,
Fat Boys,
Michelle Simonal,
Girls At Our Best!,
Circle Jerks,
The Toasters,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
8 Eyed Spy,
the Swans,
Grey Daturas,
Infiniti,
Lebanon Hanover,
Lyres,
Pet Shop Boys,
Janne Schatter,
Main Source,
Eric B and Rakim,
Pantaleimon,
Rod Modell,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Aaron Thompson,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Sparks,
Popol Vuh,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Marshall Jefferson,
Todd Rundgren,
Shuggie Otis,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
These Immortal Souls,
B.T. Express,
Altered Images,
Magazine,
Lakeside,
Essential Logic,
Ossler,
Anakelly,
Drexciya, Drexciya, Drexciya, Drexciya.
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.