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 Moldova and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Madrid.
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 guitar 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 Pole to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Amon Düül II. All the underground hits.
All Ralphi Rosario tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jandek record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flipper record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
K-Klass,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Connie Case,
Fatback Band,
The Slackers,
Circle Jerks,
ABC,
Peter and Kerry,
Wasted Youth,
Aaron Thompson,
Suburban Knight,
Rotary Connection,
Blossom Toes,
Liliput,
Derrick Morgan,
Deepchord,
Heaven 17,
The Count Five,
Wolf Eyes,
Dual Sessions,
John Coltrane,
Spoonie Gee,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
the Sonics,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Lyres,
Delta 5,
Fear,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Desert Stars,
cv313,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Gang Gang Dance,
Lee Hazlewood,
Inner City,
Warren Ellis,
Patti Smith,
Ohio Players,
Fluxion,
John Foxx,
The Beau Brummels,
Quantec,
One Last Wish,
ABBA,
Flash Fearless,
Sight & Sound,
Gang Starr,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Skarface,
The United States of America,
Dave Gahan,
John Cale,
Motorama,
Swell Maps,
Ice-T,
Aural Exciters,
Sex Pistols,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Stetsasonic,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Max Romeo,
Peter & Gordon,
Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685.
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.