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 Greece and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Wire to the crunk 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 Marine Girls. All the underground hits.
All Cheater Slicks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brothers Johnson 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sonic Youth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tres Demented,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Barrington Levy,
The Birthday Party,
Patti Smith,
The Durutti Column,
Bobby Sherman,
Marvin Gaye,
The Litter,
Fad Gadget,
The Residents,
Subhumans,
Moebius,
The United States of America,
Avey Tare,
The Remains,
Altered Images,
Crispy Ambulance,
Anthony Braxton,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Lou Christie,
Underground Resistance,
Magazine,
The Kinks,
Electric Prunes,
Severed Heads,
Make Up,
Isaac Hayes,
Terrestrial Tones,
Trumans Water,
The Gap Band,
Flipper,
Young Marble Giants,
Ronan,
Stereo Dub,
Bobby Womack,
Ludus,
Scientists,
Piero Umiliani,
Matthew Halsall,
Eli Mardock,
Camouflage,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Kurtis Blow,
Marmalade,
the Slits,
CMW,
Delta 5,
Suicide,
The Skatalites,
The Count Five,
Cybotron,
PIL,
The Martian,
F. McDonald,
Donald Byrd,
Soft Cell,
Sun City Girls,
cv313,
Ultra Naté,
The Monochrome Set,
The Dirtbombs,
Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario.
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.