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 Lithuania and from Accra.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 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 Guru Guru. All the underground hits.
All Althea and Donna tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Howard Jones 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dennis Brown record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Girls At Our Best!,
Monks,
Yazoo,
Blossom Toes,
Excepter,
Aloha Tigers,
the Association,
X-101,
Archie Shepp,
The Birthday Party,
Echospace,
Gerry Rafferty,
Albert Ayler,
Pylon,
Black Flag,
Black Moon,
Jeff Lynne,
The Doors,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Velvet Underground,
The Fuzztones,
The Neon Judgement,
Smog,
Model 500,
Jacob Miller,
The Smiths,
Minor Threat,
The Techniques,
The Angels of Light,
Brick,
Black Bananas,
Mr. Review,
Nik Kershaw,
AZ,
Zapp,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Monochrome Set,
Neil Young,
Intrusion,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Eric Dolphy,
Lucky Dragons,
Essential Logic,
Flash Fearless,
T.S.O.L.,
The Cramps,
Urselle,
the Swans,
Nirvana,
Pussy Galore,
Stockholm Monsters,
Jandek,
Underground Resistance,
Skarface,
Kerri Chandler,
Qualms,
Au Pairs,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Unrelated Segments,
Scan 7,
The Fortunes,
Technova, Technova, Technova, Technova.
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.