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 Bahamas and from Glasgow.
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 Jakarta and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Magma to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Echospace. All the underground hits.
All Jerry Gold Smith tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Michelle Simonal 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Au Pairs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bizarre Inc.,
The Sound,
Kevin Saunderson,
Livin' Joy,
a-ha,
The Mojo Men,
The Angels of Light,
Babytalk,
Tropical Tobacco,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Grass Roots,
Jacques Brel,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Section 25,
Avey Tare,
Parry Music,
Suburban Knight,
Rakim,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Ronnie Foster,
The Real Kids,
Circle Jerks,
Robert Görl,
Matthew Halsall,
Joe Smooth,
Yellowson,
AZ,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Main Source,
Rites of Spring,
Lalo Schifrin,
Robert Hood,
Schoolly D,
Arcadia,
X-102,
Groovy Waters,
T. Rex,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Trojans,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Rapeman,
Maleditus Sound,
Monolake,
The Toasters,
Bill Near,
World's Most,
Patti Smith,
Y Pants,
The Durutti Column,
Pierre Henry,
Rufus Thomas,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Reuben Wilson,
John Lydon,
Brothers Johnson,
Scratch Acid,
The Selecter,
Marmalade,
Susan Cadogan,
Jawbox,
Funky Four + One, Funky Four + One, Funky Four + One, Funky Four + One.
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.