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 Comoros and from London.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Skatalites to the rap 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 Monolake. All the underground hits.
All New Age Steppers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every U.S. Maple 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Skarface record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Gories,
Lungfish,
The Vogues,
Yellowson,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Nico,
Alison Limerick,
The New Christs,
Ituana,
Organ,
The Saints,
Niagra,
Brass Construction,
Supertramp,
Ossler,
Buzzcocks,
Roger Hodgson,
Zapp,
Erasure,
Boogie Down Productions,
Fela Kuti,
Sandy B,
Pagans,
Symarip,
Toni Rubio,
Mad Mike,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Associates,
Leonard Cohen,
Bobby Womack,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Derrick Morgan,
UT,
Eden Ahbez,
Cecil Taylor,
The Detroit Cobras,
Technova,
The Mummies,
A Flock of Seagulls,
In Retrospect,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Thompson Twins,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
the Bar-Kays,
CMW,
Aswad,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Laurel Aitken,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Schoolly D,
The Doobie Brothers,
Animal Collective,
Pylon,
Sixth Finger,
Bootsy Collins,
Arthur Verocai,
Adolescents,
Lalann,
Index,
Kas Product,
Inner City, Inner City, Inner City, Inner City.
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.