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 Lithuania and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 808 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 the Slits to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Groovy Waters. All the underground hits.
All Pantaleimon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pole record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Moleskins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nirvana,
Fat Boys,
Von Mondo,
Delon & Dalcan,
Jerry's Kids,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Gichy Dan,
The Trojans,
Patti Smith,
Rosa Yemen,
Hasil Adkins,
Erasure,
Cameo,
Avey Tare,
James White and The Blacks,
The Monks,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Brick,
June Days,
Gil Scott Heron,
Gabor Szabo,
Blancmange,
Guru Guru,
Charles Mingus,
The Modern Lovers,
The Young Rascals,
Don Cherry,
the Sonics,
The Cramps,
EPMD,
Scientists,
Babytalk,
Ultra Naté,
The Gories,
Kerri Chandler,
Kool Moe Dee,
New York Dolls,
Marc Almond,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Moss Icon,
Wasted Youth,
Matthew Halsall,
The Pretty Things,
Ronan,
Goldenarms,
Godley & Creme,
The Barracudas,
Magazine,
David Axelrod,
The Smoke,
The Remains,
Fear,
Tomorrow,
Chris & Cosey,
Girls At Our Best!,
Neu!,
Barbara Tucker,
The Tremeloes,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Donny Hathaway,
the Normal, the Normal, the Normal, the Normal.
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.