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 Hungary and from Toronto.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
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 the Slits to the rap kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Soft Cell. All the underground hits.
All Radio Birdman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Suicide record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Faraquet record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jandek,
Ohio Players,
Erasure,
Main Source,
Procol Harum,
Agent Orange,
The Gories,
Cymande,
The Zeros,
Guru Guru,
kango's stein massive,
Chrome,
Steve Hackett,
T. Rex,
10cc,
Hashim,
Accadde A,
JFA,
Soul Sonic Force,
Boz Scaggs,
The Seeds,
Neil Young,
Tomorrow,
Kerrie Biddell,
Girls At Our Best!,
Joe Smooth,
Flamin' Groovies,
Donny Hathaway,
The Fuzztones,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Litter,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
E-Dancer,
The Beau Brummels,
Gang of Four,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Flash Fearless,
Shuggie Otis,
Lee Hazlewood,
Massinfluence,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Spandau Ballet,
Grandmaster Flash,
John Holt,
Buzzcocks,
Index,
Dennis Brown,
Neu!,
the Normal,
Sonic Youth,
Technova,
Von Mondo,
Fat Boys,
Dave Gahan,
DJ Sneak,
Isaac Hayes,
Deakin,
Malaria!,
Altered Images,
Public Image Ltd.,
Juan Atkins,
Todd Rundgren,
Kenny Larkin, Kenny Larkin, Kenny Larkin, Kenny Larkin.
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.