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 Poland and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 Lou Reed 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 Cluster to the rap kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Grandmaster Flash. All the underground hits.
All Cheater Slicks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dark Day record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu 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?
Massinfluence,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Piero Umiliani,
ABBA,
Swans,
Jawbox,
Colin Newman,
U.S. Maple,
Moss Icon,
Tropical Tobacco,
Underground Resistance,
Eric Dolphy,
Scan 7,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Moebius,
Iggy Pop,
Boogie Down Productions,
Rufus Thomas,
CMW,
Roxette,
Marc Almond,
X-101,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Black Pus,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Archie Shepp,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Fear,
Ornette Coleman,
Magma,
Marshall Jefferson,
Ituana,
Nirvana,
Erasure,
Wings,
The Red Krayola,
Unrelated Segments,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Y Pants,
Marvin Gaye,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Grauzone,
Pole,
Don Cherry,
The Moleskins,
Sexual Harrassment,
X-102,
Fela Kuti,
Essential Logic,
Sun City Girls,
The Knickerbockers,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Al Stewart,
Warsaw,
Brothers Johnson,
John Coltrane,
Gregory Isaacs,
These Immortal Souls,
the Bar-Kays,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Last Poets,
Spandau Ballet,
The Busters, The Busters, The Busters, The Busters.
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.