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 Sweden and from Lille.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Jeff Lynne to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 MC5. All the underground hits.
All Laurel Aitken tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Names record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ludus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar 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?
Joensuu 1685,
Prince Buster,
Echospace,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Big Daddy Kane,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
DNA,
Kool Moe Dee,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Television Personalities,
Scrapy,
Warsaw,
Cameo,
The Busters,
The Human League,
The Barracudas,
Althea and Donna,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Scientists,
Hoover,
Thompson Twins,
Hasil Adkins,
Godley & Creme,
Lindisfarne,
Deepchord,
a-ha,
Magazine,
Ronan,
Robert Görl,
The Evens,
Pussy Galore,
Vladislav Delay,
Symarip,
Black Sheep,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Qualms,
Surgeon,
Public Enemy,
Blancmange,
Tears for Fears,
Judy Mowatt,
Banda Bassotti,
Pet Shop Boys,
Tres Demented,
Organ,
Max Romeo,
Spoonie Gee,
The Sonics,
The Invisible,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Electric Prunes,
Basic Channel,
Susan Cadogan,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Con Funk Shun,
PIL,
Arthur Verocai,
Aswad,
Aural Exciters,
The Doobie Brothers,
Subhumans,
Index,
Infiniti, Infiniti, Infiniti, Infiniti.
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.