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 Vietnam and from Jakarta.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 The Slits to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Loose Ends. All the underground hits.
All Eric Dolphy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Louis and Bebe Barron record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lebanon Hanover record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Morten Harket,
Tres Demented,
James White and The Blacks,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Underground Resistance,
Eric B and Rakim,
Ituana,
Moebius,
Minny Pops,
Flash Fearless,
Bobby Womack,
Barbara Tucker,
Icehouse,
The Gun Club,
Simply Red,
Surgeon,
These Immortal Souls,
Quadrant,
The Monochrome Set,
Lower 48,
Qualms,
Darondo,
The Walker Brothers,
Rites of Spring,
MC5,
Boz Scaggs,
Sällskapet,
The Dirtbombs,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Kaleidoscope,
Ohio Players,
Mr. Review,
Peter and Kerry,
Tropical Tobacco,
Carl Craig,
Glenn Branca,
Das Ding,
Tom Boy,
Lou Christie,
Pantytec,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Sam Rivers,
Boogie Down Productions,
Trumans Water,
Pulsallama,
Pussy Galore,
The Modern Lovers,
The Monks,
The Neon Judgement,
Mars,
The Evens,
ABBA,
Massinfluence,
Prince Buster,
Sex Pistols,
Donny Hathaway,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Easy Going,
Don Cherry,
Leonard Cohen,
Jeru the Damaja,
the Swans,
Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes.
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.