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 Slovakia and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 Hong Kong and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 Holger Czukay 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 Rhythim Is Rhythim to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Dave Gahan. All the underground hits.
All Sunsets and Hearts tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ronan 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 an arpeggiator and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Magma record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb 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 West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Crash Course in Science,
Aaron Thompson,
Hot Snakes,
Moebius,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Accadde A,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Doobie Brothers,
Mantronix,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Newcleus,
Danielle Patucci,
The New Christs,
Soulsonic Force,
Rites of Spring,
Livin' Joy,
Silicon Teens,
Curtis Mayfield,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Kurtis Blow,
D'Angelo,
Lebanon Hanover,
Bill Near,
Lyres,
Bootsy Collins,
Lalann,
Robert Hood,
Ohio Players,
Anakelly,
The Litter,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Harpers Bizarre,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Henry Cow,
Todd Rundgren,
Interpol,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Motorama,
Q and Not U,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Electric Prunes,
Roger Hodgson,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Happenings,
Skarface,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Yazoo,
The Invisible,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Derrick Morgan,
Dawn Penn,
Barbara Tucker,
the Soft Cell,
The Pretty Things,
The Mummies,
Quando Quango,
Don Cherry,
Hasil Adkins,
Lakeside,
Massinfluence, Massinfluence, Massinfluence, Massinfluence.
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.