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 Sudan 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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Black Flag to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Amazonics. All the underground hits.
All Deadbeat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Techniques record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 Amon Düül II record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roxy Music,
Camberwell Now,
The Misunderstood,
Amazonics,
Sandy B,
Nico,
Eddi Front,
The Music Machine,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Radiohead,
Rod Modell,
Skarface,
The Index,
Arab on Radar,
Reuben Wilson,
Bootsy Collins,
Rakim,
Absolute Body Control,
Bobby Sherman,
Dave Gahan,
The Smiths,
The Gladiators,
Popol Vuh,
Barbara Tucker,
Sexual Harrassment,
Quantec,
The Seeds,
cv313,
Robert Hood,
H. Thieme,
Gang of Four,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Neon Judgement,
Fifty Foot Hose,
John Foxx,
X-Ray Spex,
Kurtis Blow,
Supertramp,
The Invisible,
The Angels of Light,
It's A Beautiful Day,
AZ,
The Skatalites,
Gabor Szabo,
Jacob Miller,
The Wake,
Girls At Our Best!,
Chrome,
Kayak,
Byron Stingily,
The Trojans,
Erykah Badu,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Parry Music,
Mars,
Infiniti,
Newcleus,
Schoolly D,
DNA,
Drexciya,
Iggy Pop, Iggy Pop, Iggy Pop, Iggy Pop.
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.