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 Honduras and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Toronto.
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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Public Image Ltd. to the punk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Eve St. Jones. All the underground hits.
All Sad Lovers and Giants tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bob Dylan 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Con Funk Shun 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?
The Standells,
The Buckinghams,
Lebanon Hanover,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Wings,
Sonny Sharrock,
cv313,
Charles Mingus,
Half Japanese,
Agitation Free,
The Sound,
Minnie Riperton,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Litter,
The Shadows of Knight,
Lungfish,
Stereo Dub,
Flipper,
Bronski Beat,
Joyce Sims,
Absolute Body Control,
Ituana,
Fear,
Anthony Braxton,
Davy DMX,
Zero Boys,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Groovy Waters,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Marc Almond,
The Pretty Things,
Simply Red,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Kevin Saunderson,
the Human League,
Terrestrial Tones,
Donald Byrd,
Essential Logic,
Bauhaus,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Barrington Levy,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Gang Starr,
KRS-One,
Hasil Adkins,
Derrick Morgan,
Patti Smith,
Tim Buckley,
Deadbeat,
Brick,
China Crisis,
Theoretical Girls,
Swell Maps,
the Germs,
Pere Ubu,
Pantaleimon,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Albert Ayler,
Severed Heads,
Barclay James Harvest,
H. Thieme,
Gabor Szabo, Gabor Szabo, Gabor Szabo, Gabor Szabo.
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.