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 Cambodia 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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 rhodes 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 Mr. Review to the grunge 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 Joensuu 1685. All the underground hits.
All World's Most tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Michelle Simonal record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 marimba and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Barbara Tucker record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Motions,
Piero Umiliani,
The Stooges,
Monolake,
Lower 48,
Ralphi Rosario,
Aloha Tigers,
Loose Ends,
The Busters,
48th St. Collective,
Crime,
Nico,
Excepter,
Babytalk,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Arcadia,
David Bowie,
Grauzone,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Sandy B,
Pharoah Sanders,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
World's Most,
Arthur Verocai,
A Certain Ratio,
T. Rex,
Swans,
Pet Shop Boys,
Can,
New York Dolls,
The Walker Brothers,
Funkadelic,
Spoonie Gee,
David McCallum,
OOIOO,
Newcleus,
Lindisfarne,
Gichy Dan,
The Golliwogs,
The Saints,
Harmonia,
Harpers Bizarre,
Yazoo,
CMW,
Mad Mike,
Neil Young,
Rakim,
Drive Like Jehu,
Sight & Sound,
U.S. Maple,
This Heat,
Ossler,
Kayak,
Metal Thangz,
Jeff Mills,
Index,
Tubeway Army,
the Bar-Kays,
Black Pus,
The Pretty Things, The Pretty Things, The Pretty Things, The Pretty Things.
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.