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 Ivory Coast and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 guitar 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 Monks to the dance 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 Lakeside. All the underground hits.
All Peter and Kerry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Babytalk record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Trumans Water record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Groovy Waters,
The Monks,
Stereo Dub,
Donny Hathaway,
Los Fastidios,
Bizarre Inc.,
Ultravox,
Second Layer,
Harpers Bizarre,
Barry Ungar,
FM Einheit,
Blake Baxter,
Moebius,
Japan,
Roxy Music,
The Fortunes,
Q65,
New Order,
Soulsonic Force,
Man Parrish,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Flipper,
Urselle,
T.S.O.L.,
La Düsseldorf,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Alarm Clocks,
Eddi Front,
The Red Krayola,
Ronnie Foster,
Hasil Adkins,
Tubeway Army,
Vladislav Delay,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Smoke,
Excepter,
Glenn Branca,
Matthew Bourne,
The J.B.'s,
Bad Manners,
Desert Stars,
Silicon Teens,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Sällskapet,
Sex Pistols,
Pet Shop Boys,
Tomorrow,
Roy Ayers,
Average White Band,
The Sonics,
L. Decosne,
David Axelrod,
Whodini,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Kayak,
The Black Dice,
the Germs,
Nation of Ulysses,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Q and Not U, Q and Not U, Q and Not U, Q and Not U.
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.