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 Samoa and from Halifax.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 The Gladiators to the funk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Soul Sonic Force. All the underground hits.
All Lou Reed tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Au Pairs 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Minnie Riperton record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Siglo XX,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Derrick May,
The United States of America,
Flipper,
Television Personalities,
DJ Style,
Dual Sessions,
Scion,
Nils Olav,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Idris Muhammad,
Erasure,
Pantaleimon,
Q and Not U,
The Saints,
E-Dancer,
Matthew Halsall,
Rapeman,
Joe Finger,
10cc,
Popol Vuh,
Fela Kuti,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Detroit Cobras,
New Age Steppers,
Flash Fearless,
Patti Smith,
Minutemen,
Kaleidoscope,
Jacob Miller,
The Mojo Men,
Sällskapet,
Massinfluence,
Morten Harket,
Rakim,
T.S.O.L.,
Section 25,
The Fortunes,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Toasters,
The Human League,
Mo-Dettes,
Mars,
Crime,
Cal Tjader,
Lou Christie,
Tropical Tobacco,
Anakelly,
The Smiths,
Organ,
Clear Light,
Alison Limerick,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Los Fastidios,
Erykah Badu,
The Last Poets,
Sonny Sharrock,
Y Pants,
Echospace,
The Gories,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Blancmange,
Amon Düül, Amon Düül, Amon Düül, Amon Düül.
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.