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 Slovakia and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Con Funk Shun to the rock 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 Lyres. All the underground hits.
All Basic Channel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every PIL record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 theremin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Real Kids record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fat Boys,
Bill Wells,
Susan Cadogan,
China Crisis,
L. Decosne,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Rites of Spring,
Wire,
Youth Brigade,
Half Japanese,
Marine Girls,
Index,
Scrapy,
The New Christs,
Alton Ellis,
Bobby Byrd,
Toni Rubio,
Thee Headcoats,
Schoolly D,
Japan,
Jacques Brel,
Metal Thangz,
The Seeds,
LL Cool J,
Darondo,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Mary Jane Girls,
Easy Going,
Alison Limerick,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Ultravox,
The Mojo Men,
Lou Reed,
Aaron Thompson,
Y Pants,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Porter Ricks,
The Doobie Brothers,
Idris Muhammad,
Bobby Womack,
Camberwell Now,
Sister Nancy,
Brass Construction,
Fugazi,
Jerry's Kids,
DNA,
The Fugs,
John Cale,
Big Daddy Kane,
the Germs,
Pantytec,
Albert Ayler,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The United States of America,
Bauhaus,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Joyce Sims,
The Doors,
Minutemen,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Jeff Lynne, Jeff Lynne, Jeff Lynne, Jeff Lynne.
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.