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 Japan and from Winnipeg.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 Michael McDonald 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 Jesper Dahlback to the punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Peter and Kerry. All the underground hits.
All Drive Like Jehu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lyres 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Jesus and Mary Chain record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Negative Approach,
Ultravox,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Barclay James Harvest,
Jacques Brel,
Janne Schatter,
Graham Central Station,
The Walker Brothers,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Anthony Braxton,
Don Cherry,
the Sonics,
Newcleus,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Byron Stingily,
Joey Negro,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
La Düsseldorf,
Outsiders,
Hot Snakes,
The Invisible,
Black Bananas,
L. Decosne,
Sonny Sharrock,
Accadde A,
Vainqueur,
Isaac Hayes,
The Slits,
Das Ding,
Black Moon,
the Bar-Kays,
Soft Cell,
Steve Hackett,
Roxy Music,
Pagans,
Fear,
Aswad,
CMW,
Amon Düül II,
Average White Band,
Bang On A Can,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Skatalites,
Eric Copeland,
The Human League,
Pulsallama,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Slackers,
David McCallum,
The Stooges,
The Fuzztones,
The Count Five,
Nils Olav,
Faust,
Black Flag,
Massinfluence,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Tremeloes,
Ohio Players,
Pantaleimon,
The Selecter, The Selecter, The Selecter, The Selecter.
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.