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 Solomon Islands and from Lyon.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Toronto.
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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Kayak to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Quando Quango. All the underground hits.
All the Association tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kenny Larkin record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 mellotron 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 synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ornette Coleman,
The Knickerbockers,
Flipper,
Dark Day,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
LL Cool J,
DNA,
Ralphi Rosario,
Crime,
Tomorrow,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Barracudas,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Vainqueur,
Yazoo,
The Selecter,
the Soft Cell,
The Neon Judgement,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Pagans,
Alphaville,
Fluxion,
Half Japanese,
Basic Channel,
Public Image Ltd.,
Underground Resistance,
Kerrie Biddell,
Harry Pussy,
Eden Ahbez,
The Gories,
June of 44,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Kayak,
DJ Style,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Mark Hollis,
Motorama,
Severed Heads,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Soul II Soul,
Pylon,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Sandy B,
Roxette,
Bobby Womack,
Public Enemy,
Kenny Larkin,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Matthew Halsall,
Charles Mingus,
DJ Sneak,
The Motions,
the Bar-Kays,
MDC,
Aaron Thompson,
Maleditus Sound,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Buzzcocks,
World's Most,
Warsaw, Warsaw, Warsaw, Warsaw.
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.