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 Mexico and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 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 Yazoo to the electroclash 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 Desert Stars. All the underground hits.
All Hardrive tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Johnny Clarke record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Das Ding,
Section 25,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Deepchord,
Jandek,
The Divine Comedy,
Roxette,
The New Christs,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Victims,
DJ Sneak,
Big Daddy Kane,
Kevin Saunderson,
Erykah Badu,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Blackbyrds,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Television Personalities,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
the Soft Cell,
Yazoo,
The Angels of Light,
Soft Machine,
Pet Shop Boys,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Oblivians,
Siglo XX,
The Gap Band,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Mars,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Music Machine,
Gang of Four,
the Sonics,
Ossler,
JFA,
Loose Ends,
The Cowsills,
The Sound,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Freddie Wadling,
Bang On A Can,
Agitation Free,
H. Thieme,
K-Klass,
The Moody Blues,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Saccharine Trust,
The Dead C,
Wings,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Fad Gadget,
Tommy Roe,
Darondo,
Peter & Gordon,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The United States of America,
Black Flag,
Lower 48,
Khruangbin, Khruangbin, Khruangbin, Khruangbin.
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.