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 Dominica and from Salvador.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 marimba 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 Dark Day to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud. All the underground hits.
All Monolake tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lizzy Mercier Descloux 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Quando Quango record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lakeside,
Motorama,
Urselle,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Sun City Girls,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Michelle Simonal,
X-102,
The Last Poets,
B.T. Express,
Sugar Minott,
Oneida,
The Searchers,
Monks,
Radio Birdman,
Quantec,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
AZ,
Sight & Sound,
LL Cool J,
Jawbox,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Sister Nancy,
Joensuu 1685,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Absolute Body Control,
The Fire Engines,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Nico,
Jeru the Damaja,
Parry Music,
Rufus Thomas,
Adolescents,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Sound,
Alice Coltrane,
Iggy Pop,
Gabor Szabo,
Sonny Sharrock,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Flesh Eaters,
Patti Smith,
Janne Schatter,
Roxette,
Grey Daturas,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Derrick Morgan,
Altered Images,
Agent Orange,
Crime,
OOIOO,
Laurel Aitken,
Flash Fearless,
Liliput,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Piero Umiliani,
Brass Construction,
The Angels of Light,
Massinfluence, Massinfluence, Massinfluence, Massinfluence.
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.