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 Bosnia Herzegovina and from Lagos.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 The Trojans to the rap kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Pussy Galore. All the underground hits.
All Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Terror Squad Feat. Camron record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a K-Klass record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sandy B,
Dave Gahan,
Drive Like Jehu,
Barrington Levy,
Siglo XX,
Los Fastidios,
Joey Negro,
Trumans Water,
Alison Limerick,
The Zeros,
Ludus,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Intrusion,
Cluster,
Darondo,
Yaz,
June Days,
Eric Copeland,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Rufus Thomas,
Deepchord,
Albert Ayler,
Max Romeo,
Rhythm & Sound,
Main Source,
L. Decosne,
Khruangbin,
Symarip,
Bob Dylan,
Agent Orange,
Theoretical Girls,
Lightning Bolt,
The Tremeloes,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Prince Buster,
ABBA,
Stockholm Monsters,
Echospace,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Alphaville,
The Trojans,
Kerri Chandler,
The Happenings,
Banda Bassotti,
Avey Tare,
Bizarre Inc.,
Absolute Body Control,
Lyres,
Barbara Tucker,
48th St. Collective,
Cybotron,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Alton Ellis,
Laurel Aitken,
Public Enemy,
Surgeon,
Lower 48,
Black Flag,
Hashim,
June of 44,
Oblivians,
Liaisons Dangereuses, Liaisons Dangereuses, Liaisons Dangereuses, Liaisons Dangereuses.
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.