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 Austria and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Alison Limerick to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 X-Ray Spex. All the underground hits.
All Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sam Rivers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 synthesizer and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rahsaan Roland Kirk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Barclay James Harvest,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Anthony Braxton,
Swans,
Funkadelic,
DJ Style,
Erasure,
Gang Starr,
Cal Tjader,
Marcia Griffiths,
Pere Ubu,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
JFA,
The Gap Band,
Hot Snakes,
Bill Near,
Brothers Johnson,
Parry Music,
Mr. Review,
Au Pairs,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Stereo Dub,
Spandau Ballet,
Fad Gadget,
Adolescents,
The Alarm Clocks,
Andrew Hill,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Smiths,
Crime,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Kas Product,
Junior Murvin,
Siglo XX,
Tears for Fears,
Circle Jerks,
The Flesh Eaters,
ABBA,
Jerry's Kids,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Offenders,
Make Up,
Traffic Nightmare,
Intrusion,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Wire,
Gichy Dan,
Country Teasers,
Howard Jones,
cv313,
Marvin Gaye,
Kurtis Blow,
Pantaleimon,
Barbara Tucker,
Lindisfarne,
Fat Boys,
David McCallum,
Brand Nubian,
Guru Guru,
Sun City Girls,
Stockholm Monsters, Stockholm Monsters, Stockholm Monsters, Stockholm Monsters.
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.