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 St Lucia and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 The Evens to the punk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan. All the underground hits.
All Joy Division tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Thompson Twins record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 sitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Art Ensemble Of Chicago record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pet Shop Boys,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Schoolly D,
The Count Five,
Hardrive,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Theoretical Girls,
Eve St. Jones,
Gichy Dan,
the Bar-Kays,
Altered Images,
Wasted Youth,
The Saints,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Skaos,
Black Moon,
Delon & Dalcan,
The New Christs,
David Bowie,
Brass Construction,
Sällskapet,
The Cramps,
The Doors,
The Stooges,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Stockholm Monsters,
Prince Buster,
John Holt,
Blake Baxter,
Peter & Gordon,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Remains,
Pole,
Interpol,
Steve Hackett,
Jawbox,
Ken Boothe,
The Index,
ABBA,
Second Layer,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Bill Near,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Reagan Youth,
John Cale,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Gastr Del Sol,
Barry Ungar,
Michelle Simonal,
Agent Orange,
The Skatalites,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Rakim,
Flash Fearless,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Victims,
Matthew Bourne,
Pierre Henry,
Cheater Slicks,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Model 500,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron.
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.