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 Peru and from Tokyo.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
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 Hashim to the disco 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 Harpers Bizarre. All the underground hits.
All Chris Corsano tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aaron Thompson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 marimba and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Fania All-Stars record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sällskapet,
Mad Mike,
The Doors,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Slackers,
CMW,
The Moody Blues,
Quadrant,
Girls At Our Best!,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Minny Pops,
The Gap Band,
Young Marble Giants,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Chrome,
Lebanon Hanover,
Althea and Donna,
Black Sheep,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Nation of Ulysses,
Crispian St. Peters,
Radio Birdman,
Mars,
Negative Approach,
The Wake,
The Busters,
The Standells,
Echospace,
Average White Band,
Gichy Dan,
Pylon,
Robert Görl,
The Doobie Brothers,
Simply Red,
Idris Muhammad,
The Martian,
Bill Near,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Bobbi Humphrey,
PIL,
Dave Gahan,
Lindisfarne,
Lou Christie,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Evens,
Los Fastidios,
The Gories,
Das Ding,
Ossler,
John Holt,
Fear,
10cc,
Ultravox,
Visage,
Hoover,
The Misunderstood,
Pagans,
Silicon Teens,
John Foxx,
Scrapy, Scrapy, Scrapy, Scrapy.
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.