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 Laos and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 London and Sao Paulo.
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 güiro 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 Connie Case to the punk 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 The Mighty Diamonds. All the underground hits.
All A Flock of Seagulls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fire Engines record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a World's Most record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Q65,
Main Source,
Lightning Bolt,
Blossom Toes,
the Swans,
Pharoah Sanders,
Bill Near,
The Happenings,
a-ha,
Jawbox,
Wire,
Bluetip,
Nik Kershaw,
Marmalade,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Stiv Bators,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Danielle Patucci,
Aaron Thompson,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Modern Lovers,
Royal Trux,
This Heat,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Monks,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Jimmy McGriff,
Susan Cadogan,
The Techniques,
Angry Samoans,
Bob Dylan,
Sound Behaviour,
Joensuu 1685,
Mo-Dettes,
The Divine Comedy,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Urselle,
Boz Scaggs,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Liliput,
Minny Pops,
Hasil Adkins,
Scrapy,
The Angels of Light,
the Normal,
Carl Craig,
Davy DMX,
Theoretical Girls,
Camouflage,
Andrew Hill,
Panda Bear,
Cecil Taylor,
Derrick Morgan,
the Human League,
The Cramps,
The Durutti Column,
E-Dancer,
CMW,
Grandmaster Flash,
Prince Buster,
Curtis Mayfield,
Soft Cell, Soft Cell, Soft Cell, Soft Cell.
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.