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 Zimbabwe and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 güiro 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 Alice Coltrane to the techno 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 Anakelly. All the underground hits.
All Ice-T tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kevin Saunderson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dual Sessions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Boogie Down Productions,
Adolescents,
Mantronix,
The Remains,
Rufus Thomas,
Magazine,
The Smiths,
Johnny Clarke,
The Knickerbockers,
Chrome,
Todd Rundgren,
Gang of Four,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Dark Day,
Sound Behaviour,
E-Dancer,
The Golliwogs,
Babytalk,
Marvin Gaye,
R.M.O.,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Red Krayola,
Pere Ubu,
This Heat,
China Crisis,
Isaac Hayes,
The Fall,
Drexciya,
Amon Düül II,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Gun Club,
The Seeds,
Country Teasers,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Slick Rick,
In Retrospect,
Sandy B,
10cc,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Ultravox,
Eddi Front,
the Bar-Kays,
Zero Boys,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Japan,
Charles Mingus,
The Human League,
The United States of America,
Intrusion,
Stetsasonic,
Soft Machine,
The Gladiators,
Unrelated Segments,
Ultra Naté,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Mr. Review,
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.