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 Ukraine and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Jakarta.
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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Kerrie Biddell to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 cv313. All the underground hits.
All PIL tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gian Franco Pienzio 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 '80s 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 Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Flipper,
Grauzone,
Gichy Dan,
Al Stewart,
Lee Hazlewood,
Hasil Adkins,
Second Layer,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Barracudas,
The Five Americans,
The American Breed,
China Crisis,
Sex Pistols,
Soft Cell,
U.S. Maple,
The Happenings,
Youth Brigade,
Sound Behaviour,
James White and The Blacks,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Schoolly D,
Saccharine Trust,
Cal Tjader,
Fat Boys,
Jeff Lynne,
Man Eating Sloth,
Little Man,
The Velvet Underground,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Max Romeo,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Black Pus,
Scientists,
Radiopuhelimet,
Wings,
Scott Walker,
Glambeats Corp.,
Zero Boys,
PIL,
The Motions,
Colin Newman,
Sixth Finger,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Standells,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Stiv Bators,
Peter & Gordon,
The Red Krayola,
Brand Nubian,
Ponytail,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Spoonie Gee,
Dark Day,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Barry Ungar,
Stereo Dub,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Depeche Mode,
Duran Duran, Duran Duran, Duran Duran, Duran Duran.
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.