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 Cambodia and from Stockholm.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 James Chance & The Contortions to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Nick Fraelich. All the underground hits.
All Royal Trux tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bronski Beat 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Peanut Butter Conspiracy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Johnny Clarke,
Boz Scaggs,
Radiohead,
The Birthday Party,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Interpol,
Public Image Ltd.,
Urselle,
Kurtis Blow,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Slave,
Isaac Hayes,
The Gun Club,
Marshall Jefferson,
Drive Like Jehu,
Eden Ahbez,
The Dave Clark Five,
Bizarre Inc.,
Soul II Soul,
10cc,
Massinfluence,
Idris Muhammad,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
LL Cool J,
Tim Buckley,
The Human League,
The United States of America,
Lou Christie,
Althea and Donna,
John Coltrane,
Cal Tjader,
Bad Manners,
Nation of Ulysses,
Flipper,
Marcia Griffiths,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
A Certain Ratio,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Brothers Johnson,
Sixth Finger,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Alison Limerick,
Dawn Penn,
The Gladiators,
Junior Murvin,
Jacob Miller,
Aaron Thompson,
Henry Cow,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
China Crisis,
Johnny Osbourne,
John Cale,
Nico,
Pere Ubu,
Rufus Thomas,
Tres Demented,
Marc Almond,
Black Bananas,
Aloha Tigers,
Piero Umiliani,
Loose Ends, Loose Ends, Loose Ends, Loose Ends.
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.