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 Cameroon and from Salvador.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 808 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 The Durutti Column to the rap kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Toasters. All the underground hits.
All the Slits tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alice Coltrane 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 theremin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Man Parrish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kevin Saunderson,
Sällskapet,
Zapp,
Traffic Nightmare,
Hasil Adkins,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Dennis Brown,
Motorama,
Stereo Dub,
Bluetip,
DJ Style,
Oneida,
The Star Department,
Swell Maps,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Drive Like Jehu,
Chris & Cosey,
Animal Collective,
Jeru the Damaja,
Duran Duran,
Bad Manners,
The Zeros,
Janne Schatter,
Vainqueur,
The Fire Engines,
Lee Hazlewood,
Public Image Ltd.,
World's Most,
Max Romeo,
Ronan,
The Victims,
Saccharine Trust,
Ohio Players,
The Sound,
Liliput,
The Toasters,
The Sonics,
Infiniti,
Arthur Verocai,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Black Dice,
The Fortunes,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Brothers Johnson,
Grauzone,
The Pretty Things,
T.S.O.L.,
John Cale,
Davy DMX,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Rhythm & Sound,
Section 25,
Mark Hollis,
Cheater Slicks,
Organ,
The Associates,
Amazonics,
Adolescents,
Bootsy Collins,
The Trojans, The Trojans, The Trojans, The Trojans.
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.