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 Libya and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Tokyo.
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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Qualms to the rap 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 Sly & The Family Stone. All the underground hits.
All Fad Gadget tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sugar Minott record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Justin Hinds & The Dominoes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Maleditus Sound,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
New Age Steppers,
Ituana,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Moebius,
The Shadows of Knight,
X-102,
UT,
Susan Cadogan,
Sun City Girls,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Newcleus,
Warren Ellis,
Lebanon Hanover,
the Bar-Kays,
In Retrospect,
Harry Pussy,
Gang Green,
Derrick Morgan,
Quadrant,
Mark Hollis,
Sällskapet,
The Smiths,
Rotary Connection,
Mary Jane Girls,
Eric B and Rakim,
Roxy Music,
Kas Product,
Johnny Osbourne,
Terrestrial Tones,
Rekid,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Eli Mardock,
Make Up,
Icehouse,
Monolake,
David McCallum,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
10cc,
Tim Buckley,
Mo-Dettes,
Whodini,
The Divine Comedy,
Skaos,
Minor Threat,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Tears for Fears,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Vainqueur,
Sarah Menescal,
A Certain Ratio,
Popol Vuh,
Supertramp,
Liliput,
Fatback Band,
Colin Newman,
The Mojo Men,
Sonny Sharrock,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Yazoo, Yazoo, Yazoo, Yazoo.
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.