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 Guinea and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 organ 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 Roxette to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Lalo Schifrin. All the underground hits.
All Lee Hazlewood tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Agent Orange 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a One Last Wish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Easy Going,
The Searchers,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Marshall Jefferson,
Davy DMX,
The Neon Judgement,
Whodini,
Scott Walker,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Jacques Brel,
The Associates,
Kerri Chandler,
The Velvet Underground,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Sandy B,
Drexciya,
the Association,
Bobby Byrd,
Mad Mike,
Echospace,
Amon Düül,
Oblivians,
Moebius,
Second Layer,
Lyres,
Josef K,
La Düsseldorf,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Bootsy Collins,
Accadde A,
Scratch Acid,
Graham Central Station,
Rakim,
Swans,
the Sonics,
Vainqueur,
Wire,
The Kinks,
Slave,
The Evens,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Eddi Front,
Rosa Yemen,
These Immortal Souls,
The Remains,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
T.S.O.L.,
Mandrill,
Animal Collective,
Erykah Badu,
Blancmange,
Tubeway Army,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Anthony Braxton,
Franke,
Skaos,
Sonic Youth,
Bob Dylan,
Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts.
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.