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 Vietnam and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Gregory Isaacs to the disco 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 Grauzone. All the underground hits.
All Delon & Dalcan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Pus record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 synthesizer and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a CMW record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Q and Not U,
These Immortal Souls,
The Modern Lovers,
Bobby Sherman,
Pole,
Depeche Mode,
LL Cool J,
The Birthday Party,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Visage,
Rufus Thomas,
Trumans Water,
Susan Cadogan,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Blackbyrds,
the Human League,
Second Layer,
Lyres,
Ultimate Spinach,
Young Marble Giants,
Pere Ubu,
L. Decosne,
Marc Almond,
The Blues Magoos,
Stetsasonic,
Amon Düül II,
The Saints,
Zero Boys,
The Star Department,
Crispian St. Peters,
E-Dancer,
Dawn Penn,
John Lydon,
Sun Ra,
Bob Dylan,
Suburban Knight,
The Five Americans,
Public Enemy,
Dave Gahan,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Man Eating Sloth,
Gregory Isaacs,
Grandmaster Flash,
Guru Guru,
Franke,
Sixth Finger,
The Divine Comedy,
D'Angelo,
Faraquet,
Mad Mike,
Rotary Connection,
Buzzcocks,
Althea and Donna,
Jimmy McGriff,
Sly & The Family Stone,
X-101,
The Motions,
In Retrospect,
Lalann,
Yusef Lateef,
Charles Mingus, Charles Mingus, Charles Mingus, Charles Mingus.
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.