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 Algeria and from Bologna.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Monolake to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Inner City. All the underground hits.
All The Misunderstood tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Invisible 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 a spring reverb and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grandmaster Flash record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Harpers Bizarre,
Agitation Free,
10cc,
Fat Boys,
Gang Green,
Arab on Radar,
Icehouse,
The Motions,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Barry Ungar,
Nico,
Can,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Gabor Szabo,
China Crisis,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Groovy Waters,
Gichy Dan,
Howard Jones,
Youth Brigade,
Robert Hood,
Thompson Twins,
Davy DMX,
Maleditus Sound,
Todd Rundgren,
Brothers Johnson,
a-ha,
Arcadia,
Audionom,
Aural Exciters,
Das Ding,
The Monks,
Lee Hazlewood,
Sandy B,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Music Machine,
Delon & Dalcan,
Kerrie Biddell,
Juan Atkins,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Amon Düül,
Lalann,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Busters,
Danielle Patucci,
Fear,
Aaron Thompson,
The Names,
Marcia Griffiths,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Yazoo,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Residents,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Curtis Mayfield,
Altered Images,
MDC,
Donald Byrd,
T. Rex,
The Techniques,
The Birthday Party, The Birthday Party, The Birthday Party, The Birthday Party.
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.