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 Palau and from Beijing.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the snare 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 Interpol to the rap kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Deakin. All the underground hits.
All MC5 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every U.S. Maple record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 an organ and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joyce Sims record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Visage,
The Invisible,
Black Sheep,
The Skatalites,
Unrelated Segments,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Joey Negro,
Fear,
Lou Reed,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Gil Scott Heron,
KRS-One,
Pantaleimon,
Hardrive,
Juan Atkins,
Cluster,
The Velvet Underground,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
John Cale,
Dark Day,
Dave Gahan,
Soul Sonic Force,
Gang Green,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Skarface,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Magma,
Lakeside,
Pulsallama,
T.S.O.L.,
Half Japanese,
Cheater Slicks,
Malaria!,
The Black Dice,
Minnie Riperton,
Eddi Front,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Ultra Naté,
the Germs,
Crime,
CMW,
Soft Cell,
Goldenarms,
Soulsonic Force,
Au Pairs,
Quantec,
Scratch Acid,
Davy DMX,
Godley & Creme,
Rakim,
Traffic Nightmare,
Ronan,
10cc,
Matthew Bourne,
Mo-Dettes,
The Golliwogs,
Faust,
The Fuzztones,
The Birthday Party,
Barrington Levy,
Yellowson,
Barbara Tucker, Barbara Tucker, Barbara Tucker, Barbara Tucker.
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.