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 Monaco and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 mellotron 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 Dawn Penn to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Aswad. All the underground hits.
All Stockholm Monsters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deadbeat record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eric Copeland record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Neu!,
The Buckinghams,
Danielle Patucci,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Pantaleimon,
Pole,
Young Marble Giants,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Matthew Halsall,
The Dirtbombs,
Boogie Down Productions,
Eli Mardock,
The Vogues,
Traffic Nightmare,
Lou Christie,
Interpol,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Outsiders,
Howard Jones,
Ornette Coleman,
Gichy Dan,
Public Enemy,
LL Cool J,
Kenny Larkin,
The Knickerbockers,
Prince Buster,
Ice-T,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Drexciya,
Marc Almond,
Girls At Our Best!,
Yaz,
Peter and Kerry,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
These Immortal Souls,
Gastr Del Sol,
Funkadelic,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Sonny Sharrock,
Slick Rick,
Eric Copeland,
The Cramps,
Gang Starr,
Iggy Pop,
Minutemen,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Litter,
Quadrant,
Neil Young,
The Detroit Cobras,
Vainqueur,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Aswad,
The Toasters,
Fatback Band,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Ultimate Spinach, Ultimate Spinach, Ultimate Spinach, Ultimate Spinach.
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.