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 Honduras and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 rhodes 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 Piero Umiliani to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Infiniti. All the underground hits.
All Gary Puckett & The Union Gap tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soul II Soul record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soft Cell,
The Vogues,
The Trojans,
Alice Coltrane,
Sun City Girls,
Half Japanese,
Blossom Toes,
Duran Duran,
Rufus Thomas,
Eli Mardock,
Oneida,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Monks,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Porter Ricks,
Cameo,
Jacques Brel,
Delta 5,
The Gladiators,
Darondo,
Todd Rundgren,
Nik Kershaw,
Pylon,
Man Eating Sloth,
Rosa Yemen,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Kaleidoscope,
Adolescents,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Essential Logic,
Harpers Bizarre,
Arthur Verocai,
Hasil Adkins,
Echospace,
Parry Music,
The Slits,
LL Cool J,
The Fuzztones,
Yazoo,
Derrick May,
Pulsallama,
Colin Newman,
Tears for Fears,
Bang On A Can,
Patti Smith,
Scratch Acid,
JFA,
Fugazi,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Boogie Down Productions,
Sarah Menescal,
Lebanon Hanover,
Tres Demented,
Barry Ungar,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Leonard Cohen,
Royal Trux,
Yaz,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Japan,
Nation of Ulysses,
Aswad,
Deadbeat,
Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick.
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.