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 Sao Paulo.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Chris & Cosey to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Malaria!. All the underground hits.
All MC5 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every a-ha 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Von Mondo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Standells,
Lebanon Hanover,
Accadde A,
Au Pairs,
Fela Kuti,
This Heat,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Alison Limerick,
Schoolly D,
EPMD,
Ponytail,
Ronan,
Spandau Ballet,
R.M.O.,
Fatback Band,
The Dirtbombs,
Nils Olav,
Bush Tetras,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Vogues,
Grandmaster Flash,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Litter,
Joey Negro,
Lee Hazlewood,
Bauhaus,
Neu!,
Moby Grape,
Prince Buster,
The Fire Engines,
the Bar-Kays,
Barry Ungar,
Vainqueur,
ABBA,
The Misunderstood,
Sonny Sharrock,
Vladislav Delay,
The Modern Lovers,
Eddi Front,
Cheater Slicks,
Drive Like Jehu,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Pantaleimon,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Mojo Men,
Cymande,
Fluxion,
Von Mondo,
Kurtis Blow,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Soul II Soul,
Flipper,
Susan Cadogan,
Wally Richardson,
Eve St. Jones,
Soft Cell,
The Last Poets,
Arthur Verocai,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Boogie Down Productions,
Quando Quango, Quando Quango, Quando Quango, Quando Quango.
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.