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 Jordan and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 theremin 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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic to the disco 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 Gian Franco Pienzio. All the underground hits.
All Junior Murvin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Richard Hell and the Voidoids record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 clarinet and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a FM Einheit record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Martian,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Andrew Hill,
Todd Terry,
Altered Images,
Iggy Pop,
Eric Dolphy,
Sight & Sound,
Tim Buckley,
The Fuzztones,
Pet Shop Boys,
Black Moon,
Heaven 17,
John Foxx,
Visage,
Tropical Tobacco,
Faraquet,
Junior Murvin,
the Germs,
The Zeros,
Ituana,
Absolute Body Control,
Gang Gang Dance,
Y Pants,
Lakeside,
the Sonics,
Nirvana,
Prince Buster,
Aloha Tigers,
Lou Reed,
Al Stewart,
Marine Girls,
Ken Boothe,
Marvin Gaye,
Duran Duran,
Nick Fraelich,
Boz Scaggs,
Stereo Dub,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Red Krayola,
The Cowsills,
The Detroit Cobras,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Inner City,
Black Flag,
Loose Ends,
Lebanon Hanover,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Second Layer,
Soulsonic Force,
Bill Near,
Soul II Soul,
Chris & Cosey,
The Blackbyrds,
Fugazi,
Symarip,
Leonard Cohen,
Harpers Bizarre,
Smog,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx.
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.