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 Armenia and from Stockholm.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 808 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 Magazine to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Pole. All the underground hits.
All Rufus Thomas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scan 7 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Agent Orange,
Lalann,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Faraquet,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Monolake,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Roger Hodgson,
Negative Approach,
E-Dancer,
Spandau Ballet,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Eddi Front,
Masters at Work,
Cluster,
Ituana,
The Kinks,
June Days,
Donny Hathaway,
The Last Poets,
Shoche,
Gang Green,
The Gladiators,
The Cure,
Scratch Acid,
Inner City,
Ponytail,
Dark Day,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Grandmaster Flash,
Tomorrow,
Jesper Dahlback,
Stockholm Monsters,
H. Thieme,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Arthur Verocai,
Skarface,
Technova,
Chris & Cosey,
Slick Rick,
Alison Limerick,
Marmalade,
Panda Bear,
Saccharine Trust,
Marcia Griffiths,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
10cc,
These Immortal Souls,
Harmonia,
Bill Wells,
Rakim,
Scrapy,
Goldenarms,
Pierre Henry,
a-ha,
Infiniti,
KRS-One,
Neu!,
Joey Negro,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Kayak,
L. Decosne,
The Music Machine, The Music Machine, The Music Machine, The Music Machine.
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.