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 Trinidad & Tobago and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Grey Daturas to the rap kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Eddi Front. All the underground hits.
All The Selecter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Neil Young & Crazy Horse record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soul Sonic Force record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Barrington Levy,
Jeff Lynne,
Saccharine Trust,
Amon Düül II,
Q65,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Fall,
Malaria!,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Byron Stingily,
The Fuzztones,
Radiohead,
Bob Dylan,
Harmonia,
Graham Central Station,
DJ Style,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Toni Rubio,
Shuggie Otis,
Eurythmics,
Jacques Brel,
Peter & Gordon,
Laurel Aitken,
Alice Coltrane,
Metal Thangz,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Tremeloes,
The Velvet Underground,
cv313,
The Smiths,
Von Mondo,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Model 500,
Bobby Byrd,
The Fortunes,
The Smoke,
The Gap Band,
Joey Negro,
Hot Snakes,
Brick,
Spoonie Gee,
Bush Tetras,
Wolf Eyes,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
John Lydon,
Kayak,
Angry Samoans,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Kool Moe Dee,
Dennis Brown,
Mandrill,
Dawn Penn,
Fugazi,
JFA,
Bobby Sherman,
Alphaville,
Andrew Hill,
the Sonics,
X-Ray Spex,
The Count Five,
Sarah Menescal, Sarah Menescal, Sarah Menescal, Sarah Menescal.
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.