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 Bahrain and from Paris.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Reuben Wilson to the rap kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience. All the underground hits.
All Blancmange tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jeff Lynne record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fatback Band,
The Raincoats,
The Doobie Brothers,
Mandrill,
Terrestrial Tones,
Make Up,
Bad Manners,
Tim Buckley,
Technova,
Bill Near,
Marc Almond,
Severed Heads,
Dennis Brown,
K-Klass,
The Evens,
Symarip,
Lee Hazlewood,
Patti Smith,
Graham Central Station,
Babytalk,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Selecter,
Grey Daturas,
Aloha Tigers,
Black Flag,
Johnny Osbourne,
Schoolly D,
Albert Ayler,
Surgeon,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Trojans,
Unrelated Segments,
Black Pus,
Flipper,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Dave Clark Five,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Accadde A,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Reagan Youth,
Public Enemy,
Au Pairs,
Amon Düül,
Goldenarms,
Hashim,
Rosa Yemen,
The Cramps,
The Beau Brummels,
The Index,
Avey Tare,
Warren Ellis,
Parry Music,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Eric B and Rakim,
Qualms,
the Soft Cell,
Von Mondo,
Rekid,
ABBA,
Ultramagnetic MC's, Ultramagnetic MC's, Ultramagnetic MC's, Ultramagnetic MC's.
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.