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 Finland and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the marimba 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 Hardrive to the rock kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Outsiders. All the underground hits.
All Ten City tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Swans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soft Cell record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gerry Rafferty,
Negative Approach,
David McCallum,
John Holt,
The Toasters,
Lebanon Hanover,
FM Einheit,
Danielle Patucci,
The Cowsills,
Howard Jones,
The Smoke,
Monolake,
Little Man,
EPMD,
Moebius,
The Sound,
Black Moon,
The Red Krayola,
Eric Copeland,
Radiohead,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Donald Byrd,
K-Klass,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The American Breed,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Aaron Thompson,
The Associates,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Skatalites,
JFA,
The J.B.'s,
Chris Corsano,
The Fortunes,
Franke,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Silicon Teens,
Dead Boys,
Technova,
Kaleidoscope,
The Five Americans,
Brass Construction,
The Walker Brothers,
Ronan,
Jerry's Kids,
The Smiths,
The Monks,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Godley & Creme,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Bizarre Inc.,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Selecter,
Marshall Jefferson,
the Slits,
Rod Modell,
Dual Sessions,
Warren Ellis,
Ice-T,
Roy Ayers, Roy Ayers, Roy Ayers, Roy Ayers.
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.