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 Ethiopia and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 snare 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 JFA to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Supertramp. All the underground hits.
All Q65 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aaron Thompson 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New York Dolls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Mojo Men,
X-101,
Khruangbin,
Organ,
The Dead C,
Minor Threat,
The Grass Roots,
Groovy Waters,
Letta Mbulu,
Little Man,
Nas,
Deadbeat,
Max Romeo,
Arcadia,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Whodini,
Royal Trux,
Mandrill,
Dennis Brown,
The Monochrome Set,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Wake,
Stetsasonic,
Gichy Dan,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Dave Gahan,
Anthony Braxton,
A Certain Ratio,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Rufus Thomas,
Roger Hodgson,
Interpol,
The Cure,
B.T. Express,
Josef K,
Oblivians,
Silicon Teens,
Cluster,
One Last Wish,
Pylon,
Joyce Sims,
Rotary Connection,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Man Parrish,
Blake Baxter,
Reuben Wilson,
Barbara Tucker,
Ice-T,
Lou Reed,
Gang Gang Dance,
Blancmange,
This Heat,
Swans,
Susan Cadogan,
Fat Boys,
Sixth Finger,
The Move,
The Skatalites,
ABBA,
Terry Callier,
Gang Green,
Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!.
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.