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 Colombia and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 Lou Reed 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 Black Pus to the grunge 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 Masters at Work. All the underground hits.
All Joensuu 1685 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Toni Rubio 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mission of Burma record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ten City,
Gastr Del Sol,
Rekid,
Lightning Bolt,
Q and Not U,
Davy DMX,
Camberwell Now,
Sight & Sound,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Aural Exciters,
The Fortunes,
D'Angelo,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Derrick May,
Monolake,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Scientists,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Bootsy Collins,
Jesper Dahlback,
Pantaleimon,
Shuggie Otis,
Mary Jane Girls,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Barracudas,
ABC,
The Misunderstood,
Man Parrish,
Talk Talk,
The Moleskins,
Delon & Dalcan,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Joe Smooth,
Cluster,
Depeche Mode,
The Human League,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Yazoo,
David McCallum,
Mandrill,
Kerri Chandler,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Remains,
Subhumans,
Deadbeat,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
the Germs,
Make Up,
Agent Orange,
cv313,
DJ Style,
Television,
Quantec,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Minny Pops,
The Divine Comedy,
Arcadia,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Donny Hathaway,
Rapeman,
Jimmy McGriff,
Oneida, Oneida, Oneida, Oneida.
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.