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 France and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Jakarta.
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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the snare 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 Model 500 to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Nils Olav. All the underground hits.
All X-Ray Spex 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 grime 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 clarinet and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gong record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Jeff Mills,
Mandrill,
Scan 7,
Lower 48,
Fat Boys,
Jerry's Kids,
Avey Tare,
Fatback Band,
Funkadelic,
Rotary Connection,
Big Daddy Kane,
Quantec,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Minutemen,
The Golliwogs,
Faust,
Make Up,
Dennis Brown,
Derrick May,
Lebanon Hanover,
Tubeway Army,
Infiniti,
Roxette,
Tomorrow,
The Real Kids,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
ABBA,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
PIL,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
the Association,
Deakin,
David McCallum,
The Busters,
The Barracudas,
This Heat,
the Sonics,
Porter Ricks,
Lou Christie,
Johnny Clarke,
Pole,
Man Eating Sloth,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Skarface,
Sugar Minott,
The Vogues,
A Certain Ratio,
Dawn Penn,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Spoonie Gee,
Deadbeat,
One Last Wish,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Eddi Front,
The Names,
Young Marble Giants,
the Slits, the Slits, the Slits, the Slits.
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.