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 Sri Lanka and from Lille.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Gregory Isaacs to the grunge kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Eden Ahbez. All the underground hits.
All Todd Rundgren tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Massinfluence record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 an oboe and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mars record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joensuu 1685,
Robert Görl,
Rapeman,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Sound Behaviour,
Joy Division,
The Angels of Light,
Dave Gahan,
The Litter,
AZ,
Schoolly D,
Lee Hazlewood,
Interpol,
Graham Central Station,
FM Einheit,
X-Ray Spex,
Glambeats Corp.,
Soulsonic Force,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Black Pus,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Busters,
Sällskapet,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Lou Reed,
Yaz,
Mantronix,
Cymande,
Radiohead,
Scratch Acid,
The Trojans,
Dennis Brown,
Q and Not U,
Yusef Lateef,
John Foxx,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Patti Smith,
Japan,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Tropical Tobacco,
Henry Cow,
Intrusion,
Gregory Isaacs,
Bobby Byrd,
Kaleidoscope,
Nirvana,
Jacob Miller,
Sexual Harrassment,
Funky Four + One,
The Buckinghams,
UT,
Banda Bassotti,
Monolake,
The Smiths,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Marmalade,
Marc Almond,
Harry Pussy,
Fluxion,
Jandek,
Lyres,
The Pop Group,
Sugar Minott, Sugar Minott, Sugar Minott, Sugar Minott.
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.